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Chapter 2

"You're my – you –what?" Harry stammered dazedly and the girl – his sister snorted back at him.

"Having a little trouble understanding and communicating the English language Mister Potter?" she asked sarcastically, smirking, even as her eyes continued to regard him gently, even sympathetically." Harry took a deep breath in an effort to calm himself after this rather shocking revelation. As he did, he continued to gaze at her and take in her appearance, now beginning to fully process her features.

Her face was very nearly identical to the pictures that he had seen of his mother, with the exception of some key features. Her cheekbones were higher and her face slightly narrower than what he remembered Lily's to be, and her nose while well proportioned with her face, was longer and had a slightly hooked quality to it. She had fairly pale complexion that resembled a healthier version of her father's skin tone, and while her hair was long and as black as night, it also fell in soft waves that framed her face, rather than being stringy or greasy-looking.

It took a minute for Harry to recover his voice, but he finally was able to ask softly, "What's your name?"

"I go by Ally, but my full name is Severalia Lilian Brower."

"Brower?"

"That's the name of my adoptive parents, Tyler and Natalie Brower. They raised me and have been the only parents I've ever known."

"How – ?" He stopped and tried again. "I mean when – ?" Harry had so many questions burning to be asked, that he hardly knew where to begin. His sister grinned at him knowingly and held up a hand.

"How about we sit back down for a bit, and I'll explain from the beginning hmm? It's kind of a long story."

"Alright." The two of them sat back on the ground in front of Severus grave, and Ally prepared herself to begin her tale.

"Well, as you can probably guess by now, the love that Severus Snape had for Lily Evans wasn't as one-sided as it seemed. Lily, my mother, loved him just as much as he loved her at one time. Unfortunately that love didn't seem to be meant to last." She sighed wistfully and looked sad for a moment before brightening a bit. "But of course, everything happens for a reason; if it hadn't have been for things not working out between them, then you may never have been born. Anyway, apparently Severus and Lily were very close throughout their first four and a half years of school, up until the end of their fifth year when they had a huge fight. Lily got pregnant with me a few months before she and Severus had their falling out, and after that she felt that it would be too dangerous for him to have a child around. By then Severus was getting in pretty deep with the Death Eaters, and the last thing that we needed was for one of Voldemort's recruits to have fathered a child by a muggleborn witch. So in order to protect me and herself from becoming targets, Lily used a series of complicated charms to hide the pregnancy as much as possible and then arranged to have me sent to the US, so I would be as far away from the UK and the war going on here as was possible. I grew up safe and happy with great parents, and even though I knew I was adopted, I had no real desire to find out more about my birth parents."

Harry sat and listened to the story with rapt attention and interest, he could understand his mother's reasoning, but he knew it must have been hard to give away her child like that and to hide something so big from someone that she loved so much. He wondered what would have happened if Snape had known that he had a child with Lily, would he have still taken his position in Voldemort's inner circle? Could he have been saved? Perhaps had a nice comfortable life with the woman he loved and his daughter? Of course, as Ally had pointed out, in those circumstances he – Harry – would have never been born so maybe what happened was for the best. A small part of him could help but feel selfish for that thought however, who knows how many lives could have been saved if Severus and Lily had stayed together and he had never been born? Oh well, the past was past now.

"On my seventeenth birthday, I received a package that was sent to my parents after Lily died and was meant to be given to me when I came of age. In it was a letter explaining who my birth parents were and the reasons that I was given away, along with the reason that Lily and James went into hiding with you. I found out just how much Lily loved me and regretted having to give me away, and I found out where my name came from – I was glad to know that I was actually named after someone because I always thought that Severalia was a stupid name for a girl if someone had just come up with it arbitrarily." Ally chuckled about that and Harry joined her. "I wasn't really sure what to think about my father, as far as I knew then, he was still alive and didn't even know I existed. But I had also read enough to deduce that he had hurt my mother somehow, was involved in the dark arts, and was probably dangerous; though I knew that he had to have loved her once. Of course I thought about you a bit, but I figured that it may have been a bit of a shock for you to have an older half-sister dropped into your lap out of nowhere like that, and I still had my own life to live at that point so I put you and Severus out of my mind for the time being." Harry wondered what his reaction would have been 4 years ago to have found out that his mother had had a child with his most hated professor. He probably would have screamed, puked, and then fainted dead away after a revelation like that. Not to mention needing someone to obliviate the idea that his mother and Snape would have actually had to have had sex in order to have a baby out of his head; even knowing what he did now, that thought made him shudder a bit…so yeah…it was probably a good thing that she kept her distance for so long.

After I graduated from school, I spent some time studying with an old Potions Master who lived in California, and he suggested that I spend some time studying abroad. I'm a researcher, and there were hundreds of rare potions ingredients that I wanted to study the properties of, but weren't native to the US. So I ended up traveling around the UK and while I was here, I heard plenty of interesting things about the war on Voldemort. Your name popped up more than once."

"If you came here around the time that I think that you did, then there's a good chance that nothing you heard was anything good." Harry scowled darkly at the memory of the Prophet's attempt to make him look like some sort of insane attention-seeker, and was surprised to see his expression mirrored on his sister's face.

"That's an understatement, just about every time I picked up a newspaper, I found some sort of article advertising you as deranged and a liar." She rolled her eyes in memory.

"So I take it you didn't believe them then?"

"Of course not!" Ally exclaimed exasperatedly. "They were extremely transparent with that ridiculous little smear campaign of theirs, the only reason that anyone would have worked that hard to defame and discredit you would have been that they knew that you were telling the truth and were trying to keep the more weak-minded populace from believing you. Unfortunately, the vast majority of the idiots lapped it right up like a bunch of mindless dogs. And then, inevitably, the truth came out and it turned out you were right all along; and of course the bastards changed their tunes then, kissing up and calling you the 'Chosen One.' It was beyond disgusting." Her irritated sneer was quite reminiscent of her father's as was her tone, and Harry couldn't help but smile. He felt grateful to hear her indignation on his behalf, and was glad to see that she had inherited both of her parent's ability to think for themselves rather than be swayed by popular opinion.

"Anyway, about a year later, I remember hearing reports that you had disappeared and were believed to be mounting a resistance against Voldemort. I was pretty worried, and wanted to find a way to help you, wherever you were but of course you were pretty impossible to track down. Despite of course – " Here she smirked at him " – all of those rumors of you breaking into various places. I swear I gained a few gray hairs over this past year!" Harry snickered as her tone reminded him a bit of what a mother would sound like, scolding her kids for being reckless. "Around the same time, I heard increasingly disturbing things about my birth father, which made me quite reluctant to ever associate myself with him or let him know of my existence, so I kept most of my focus on you. Then of course came the reports about the Battle of Hogwarts and your testimony of where Severus' true loyalties lay, and the fact that he had been killed by Voldemort. I started to regret the fact that I had never gotten to know him – the real him. I wanted to meet you too, but I figured that it could wait until you had gotten a chance to grieve and deal with your own problems for a bit – I was annoyed at all the people hounding you 24/7, it seemed you could use some breathing room. Anyway, I just decided that I would come tonight and pay my respects to the father that I never knew, and it just so happened that the one other member of my family that I wanted to meet was here as well. I doubt that was a coincidence."

"Yeah so do I. I'm glad that I could meet you, even if it is hard for me to wrap my head around the idea that I actually have a sister!"

"Yeah I can imagine that it is hard to take, I've had nearly four years to process it." Ally looked at her brother and was happy that despite his initial shock, he had seemed to take things pretty well. Her eyes narrowed sharply when she saw him shiver slightly as the wind picked up a bit. "Look, we should go now, it's getting pretty cold out here and it would really suck for the 'Hero of the Wizarding World' to survive several encounters with Voldemort, and then die of pneumonia two weeks later." Harry laughed and rolled his eyes, even as he joined her in standing.

"Yeah I guess your right about that. Do you live around here?"

"I'm renting a small flat in London…" She suddenly seemed a bit nervous. "Would you like to come home with me? I could cook dinner and we could talk a bit more."

"I'd like that, I just have to send a message to the Weasley's. I've been staying with them for the last couple of weeks; I actually have my own house that my Godfather left me when he died, but it's so lonely there that I couldn't really stand to stay in it right now."

"I understand, sometimes I feel the same way about my place. I miss living with my parents and having someone to talk to. I normally like my solitude, but sometimes it seems too quiet there all alone… Anyway, enough depressing talk, shall we go?"

"Yeah but hold on for a second." Harry was staring back at the headstone with his head cocked and seemed to be considering something. Suddenly he raised his wand and pointed it at the wreath of flowers that Ally had conjured earlier, and a dozen or so delicate white lilies intertwined themselves around the darker flowers creating a very beautiful effect. "There, that seems much better." Harry smiled and Ally mirrored him.

"Perfect." She said and held out an arm for Harry to take, which he did after only a slight hesitation and together the two apparated to her home in London.

I didn't really get as many reviews for the last chapter as I was hoping for, but I do want to thank the one reviewer that I did have: Aniketos.

The final chapter is going to be mainly Sev/Lily romance, and a at the end the present Snape (or at least his portrait) will finally get to meet the daughter that he never knew about. I'm not sure if anyone is really reading this story, but for anyone that is please let me know if I should post the next chapter or just let the story end here. I really need a little more inspiration and motivation to finish writing the last chapter, so if you would like to see more of this PLEASE review!