Chapter 15 (Rebecca pov)
I yawn as I wake up the next day, snuggled up in my big warm, comfy bed. I had found a cream coloured nightgown folded on a shelf in the walk in closet last night, one of the pieces of clothing Mipsy had brought up.
Dinner last night had been as amazing roast dinner with all the trimmings, mash, roast potatoes, Yorkshire puddings, beef, peas, broccoli, cauliflower, sweetcorn, and brussels sprouts all put together with beef gravy. We weren't able to eat it all as we are still recovering from the malnutrition, and big meals will make us sick.
I slowly push myself up with another yawn, that was the best nights sleep I'd ever had. Thankfully I hadn't had any nightmares of the past.
I get up and shower quickly, excited to start the day. It is the day they are going shopping in Diagon Alley! I can't wait to get a whole new wardrobe of clothes just for me.
The goblin healers had cone around last night and treated the last of our bones, we would need to take a few bone strengthening potions and stick with the potion regime they gave us , but other than that we are good to explore!
I can get my custom made trunk done today! Then I can move the bowtruckles. It just doesn't feel right leaving them in a vault underground all on their own.
I know Harry will want to look at books in the store and so do I, even though we have our own library now in the castle, those are all a few hundred years old. Now that our eidetic memories have been unlocked learning will be a lot easier. I defiantly want to go over what I learned in Hogwarts in my last life, as well as what I would of learned if I hadn't been murdered by pscho snake. It feels like such a long time ago that all that went down. A whole lifetime. This time things will be different. We will get our revenge, and live a healthy, full life.
I shake myself, dispelling my heavy thoughts, enough of that. It is time to live life to its fullest. Starting with breakfast.
"Mommy we are hungry!" My Occamy Skye complains, while my Basilisk Vasuki nods his head in agreement.
"I know babies! Just let mommy get dressed." I say, hurrying into the walk in closet.
I choose a purple, and silver, acromantula silk dress, that is the same style as yesterdays. It may be old fashioned, but it is better than Dudley's old rags, besides it would fit right in with the wizarding worlds pureblood fashion.
I make my way to the kitchen, with my familiars in tow, happy to see my brother already sat at the table eating. My familiars all rush to some silver bowls on the floor with their names engraved on them. I mentally thank the house elves knowing they are behind this.
I sit down at the table, jumping when a full English breakfast appears in front of me. I grin in delight before slowly eating the food, Harry and I can't eat big meals due to being starved, it could kill us, so we have to take things slowly. We have been told to eat what we can, and take our nutrition potions to help us get better.
After breakfast, Harry and I thank the house elves, before donning black cloaks.
"Come on sis, let's portkey to Gringotts, and then go to Diagon alley. We can see if Griphook has any updates for us while we are there, goblins are known to work fast." Harry says, taking hold of my hand.
"Ok." I nod.
"Fang!" We shout.
The portkey sucks us in, spinning us around, creating a nauseating feeling. It feels like being sucked into another dimension. We are suddenly spat out the other side, stumbling to get our balance, and nearly face planting.
I look around taking in the sight of Gringotts, and the busy Goblins. Harry and I join a que to see a teller. We patiently wait for our turn.
"Greetings master Goblin, we are here to see our accounts manager master goblin Griphook." Harry greet him politely, much to the shock of the Goblins around us.
"Follow me, little wizards." The Goblin commands, moving out behind the counter.
Harry and I follow the Goblin teller as he leads the way to Griphook's office. The Goblin leading us knocks on Griphook's door, before going in and saying something in gobbledegook. Hmm, maybe I should learn it. Something to think about..
Harry and I peer into the office, noticing a man in all black robes, with greasy black hair sitting in one of the chairs. It is Snape! He is here!
"Come in." Griphook calls.
Harry and I make our way into the office, watching Snape wearily remembering his horrible treatment in our last life. To our surprise Snape looks at them with a sad and pained look, especially me. Snape stands taking a step towards us, with a look of longing, before clearing his throat, and putting on a blank face.
"Hello, I am Potion's Master Severus Tobias Snape, but you can call me Severus. I am your godfather, Rebecca. I know I haven't done a very good job so far, and I have no excuse except for my not knowing. I hope you can forgive me and allow me to be apart of your life, both of your lives. I'm aware that you haven't had the greatest start to life although to what extent I do not know, but I want to help and be there for you know. If you will let me. I understand if you want nothing to do with me." Snape speaks softly, tears in his eyes at the end.
Tears fill my eyes at his heartfelt speech. I didn't know how but this was not the man we remember. I couldn't help but run to him, throwing my arms around his waist, and burying my face in his robes, hugging him tightly. I finally have a godfather, and one that wasn't mentally scarred from Azkaban, sorry Siri.
Snape stiffens in my grip at first, before slowly relaxing, and wrapping his arms around me. I notice strange tingles going through my body at his touch, but decided to ignore it for now.
"I forgive you for not being there before, as long as you are here now. I always wanted a godfather!" I exclaim happily, looking up at him with a grin.
"If my sister can forgive so can I, but I will be keeping an eye on you, we have been through enough hurt." Harry murmurs, eyeing Snape wearily.
"That is fair enough, thank you for this chance." Snape says, nodding at Harry in respect.
"Can we ask what you are doing here?" I ask nosily.
"Mr Snape has come to sort out his accounts, and to accept his role as godfather officially." Griphook speaks up. "Apparently there has been some issues with his mail."
Harry and I both scowl knowing what that meant, Dumblesnore had struck again. Ooh, that's a good one.
"Yes, there were also some potions, compulsions, spells, and blocks in my system, but as of last night they are gone." Snape snarls angrily, tensing up.
I hug him tightly in response, trying to offer him some comfort. Snape hugs me back.
"We had potions, compulsions, spells, and blocks in us as well. Griphook, can you show him our folder? I think he needs to see it if that's ok with you Harry?" I ask.
"That's fine, he is your godfather, he needs to know what he is getting into." Harry responds, scowling.
Griphook pulls our folder out of a locked draw, and hands it to Snape, who reluctantly withdraws from me to read it.
Harry, Griphook and I all watch as Snape reads through the folder, and gradually grew angrier and angrier, his magic swirling dangerously around the room.
"That old bastard! How dare he?! To innocent children!" Snape yells furiously, followed closely by more shouting. "These injuries! Who dared do this to you? I'll kill them! Laying their filthy hands on my goddaughter and her brother!"
When Snape finished reading the parchment, he angrily handed it back to Griphook, before pacing back and forth while cursing. I decide to intervene and move in front of him stopping him mid pace. I move forward and bring him into a hug. Harry and I have been starved of affection for so long, it's so nice to be hugged by someone who isn't my brother, besides it looks like he needs one just as much as I do. Snape quickly hugs back burying his head in my hair.
"It's ok Snape. We are safe now, and we will get our revenge, starting by putting those jerks into heaps of Goblin debt." I smirk maliciously.
"As long as that's just the start, and I get to curse them sometime then I guess I can accept that." Snape grumbles grumpily.
"Now then, Griphook any more updates?" I ask.
"Not yet, but in a few days, I'll have a lot more done. We should make an appointment to meet at least once a week, starting next week to cover the requests made." Griphook says.
"Ok then, Monday next week, we will see you, is 9am ok?" I ask.
"Yes, that sounds great." Griphook says, leaning forward, and scribbling the date down in his calendar.
"Excellent. Now Sevy do you want to come shopping with Harry and I today? We have a lot to get for our new rooms and our first real wardrobe of clothes. Plus, we need to stock our new potions lab so could use your opinion on what to get." I ask Snape, or Sevy, grinning at the new nickname I had just thought of for him.
"I would love to spend more time with you." Sevy responds quickly, a small smile gracing his lips.
"Yayy, then let's shop!" I yell excitedly.