It all started 8 years ago. And no, I am not talking about the day I was born. I'm talking about how, on my 8th birthday, in the middle of the present opening ceremony, two Death Eaters and Lord Voldemort himself barged into my small-town home. I watched Voldemort yell and scream at my parents for answers to a question I never found out. All the while the two Death Eaters were using the Cruciatus Curse on me. For almost an hour. Then in two separate flashes of green light (at least what I could see through my tears) my parents dropped dead to the floor. Then out of nowhere my uncle, Severus Snape, came rushing into my house. I'm not sure how but he made the Death Eaters leave. Then he took me back to his home and raised me.
Now the back story on my Uncle Sev:
There was only one other person on the Earth that Severus Snape even had the smallest feelings for, besides Harry Potter's mother. My Mother. And she knew it. But did she fall into Severus' arms to give him someone to love? No she fell into his brothers arms. My Father. So by the time I was born, it was in my Uncle Sev's head that he had to hate me.
But I knew deep down inside he loved me like a daughter.
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Nova Snape; A Draco Malfoy-Severus Snape story (Completed and Edited)
FanfictionWhat happens when a young girl is tortured to the point where she is scarred forever? What happens when she falls in love with a boy who's parents tried to kill her? Nova Snape, Severus Snape's niece, is about to find out.
