Bloodline

A couple days later in Alabasters class he asked me to stay behind on the grounds that 'I knew how to handle his creatures without screaming my head off like a little girl'.

I didn't know exactly why he wanted me to stay and I was hoping it wasn't about the obvious reason but I for sure knew he wouldn't be stupid enough to do anything to me while it is obvious I was with him.

I'm shocked he is even still here. Harry told Dumbledore... Right?

I was feeding his tarantulas when he walked to the second cage away from me. "I am known well in the Auror community, but you should know that."

Eyed him. "Yes, Ex-Auror. Ministry malcontent." I repeated what he introduced himself as on first day.

Moody walked closer to me, I raised a brow. "You know then that I can be a good recommendation if you want to become one."

(What is he playing at?)I smiled. "That would be nice. Thank you." I closed the tarantulas cages lid and moved to the next creatures cage.

Moody followed. "Where did you get the last name Kimberly?"

(Why are you ganging up on me?)I eyed him. "The people who found me gave it to me." I opened the cage and added insects for the creatures to eat. "Why?"

Moody shrugged and walked away. "Do you live with your parents?" He looked into a cage mindlessly.

My brows furrowed. "No. My parents abandoned me. I live in temporary housing until I am old enough to support myself." I closed the cage. "Why?"

Moody looked up from the cage and turned to me. "Have you tried to find your parents?"

I scoffed. "Why would I do that? They are the ones who gave me away. Why would I want to find them?"

Moody walked over to me. "And what if they didn't give you away?" His tongue flicked out of his mouth. "What if they were taken away from you? Well at least your father was but your mother was-."

My eyes widened. "Do you know who my-."

"You are a spitting image of your father... Powerful wizard he is. So was your mother." Moodys tongue flicked out again. "You come from a powerful bloodline." He grabbed his flask and took a sip. "I bet you good Ol'Dumbledore and Severus know and have kept it from you."

I glared. "Back off Alabaster."

Barty Jr shook his head back to Alabasters mind. "Right." He backed away. "Well, you best be off." He turned away from me and walked into his office.

"Dumbledore and Severus know who they are?"

(Why does a Death Eater know who my parents are? Who are my parents?)I turned and walked out of Alabasters classroom after I picked up my books from my desk.

(Were they actually taken from me? Am I really from a powerful bloodline? I have a family out there?.... I need answers, I need the truth.)

I walked to the dungeon stairwell and down until I reached Snapes door and knocked. I didn't wait for an answer and opened the door, pushed it shut before I walked away and sat down in my usual chair.

Snape raised a brow. "Come in."

"Do you know who my parents are?" Snapes pupils dilated. "No names but I want to know how Alabaster knows who they are."

Snape looked down at his papers and continued to grade. "I don't know, Miss Kimberly."

My jaw clenched. "I don't like lies, Snape."

Snapes quill stopped. "I don't know why Alabaster would bring up such a topic but I would suggest you not look into it."

"Just tell me why a Death Eater who is obsessed with Voldemort know my parents." Snapes brows furrowed, I chuckled slightly. "Right. You don't know. Barry Crouch Jr, he's been parading as Alabaster."

Snapes brow raised. "This is quite an accusation for a man who is supposed to be in Azkaban. Your evidence?"

"No. Answer my question first." I demanded. "Why would a loyal Death Eater talk highly about my parents?"

Snape set down his quill and clasped his hands. "Miss Kimberly-."

"I want the truth, Snape." I snapped. "And don't try avoiding because I can see you know exactly who they are."

Snape sighed. "What do you wish me to tell you?"

"How was I separated from them? Am I really from a powerful bloodline? I want to know everything, no matter how horrid it is." I put my books on the table and changed to criss cross in my seat. "I'm going to pester until I know. No names, I don't want names."

Snape cleared his throat, showing me that this topic is not going to be rainbows and sparkles, for any of us.

I sighed. "Snape, straight forward makes everything easy. Please just say it."

Snapes deadpanned came back for the conversation. "Your father was very close to the Dark Lord. He fought in the Wizarding War, during which he tortured many Muggles, wizards and witches who were not supporters of the Voldemort. He participated in the murders of two people, he was caught, convicted of these crimes, and sentenced to life imprisonment in Azkaban. That is where he is now. And yes, he is an impressively powerful wizard."

I nodded, my face lost its muscles and fell limp. "So, my father is a very loyal Death Eater who was sent to Azkaban for murder. And he also was involved with torturing people."

Snape nodded slowly. "Yes."

I crossed my arms defensively. "And my mother?"

Snape seemed to relax a little which helped me relax. "Your mother married him because she loved him, your father married her for her bloodline. She became a Death Eater when they married."

I raised a brow. "All because she was in love?" Snape nodded. "Strong love for a sadistic torture."

Snape ignored that and continued. "Your mother was a very skilled in Legilimen and a strong Prophet." Snape looked down at his paper. "Unfortunately when she saw a prophecy which showed the downfall of the Dark Lord she hide it. In hopes that his downfall would turn your father for the better."

"But that didn't happen."

Snape sighed. "When the Dark Lord found out this prophecy existed he went after her in hopes to have it. Your mother took you away and ran, no longer having hope in your father. When we found her you were no where to be found." Snape stopped talking.

I looked down at my hands as my fingers fiddled. "And where is she now?"(Dead.)

"Your father was in charge of finding out where the prophecy was and in addition to his own wants, to find out where you were." I looked up. "She unfortunately was tortured to death."

My demeanor went back to its defensive, I looked up at him. "Did he ever care for her?"

Snapes own deadpanned demeanor was in full effect. "I believe, in a way before he became lost in his sadistic nature, did, in fact, care for her as well. But he..."

I smiled. "Got lost in the darkness." Snape nodded. "Which means he never cared for me."

"Miss Kimberly. Your father-."

"He's not my father." I deadpanned and stood up. "Thank you for this but I should get ready for dinner." I grabbed my books.

Snape stood up. "Will you be alright?"

"How long have you know who I was?"

"You look like your father, a little of your mother but..."

"If I look so much like him then... Then any Death Eater would know I am-? You knew, Barty Jr knows." I scoffed. "Lucius knows doesn't he?"

"When we first met I didn't connect you to your father until Dumbledore informed me. But as you age you look more like a female version of him, your mother as well. I would not be shocked if Lucius or any other Death Eater comes to this revelation if they see you."

I nodded. "Lucius must have recognized me during the Quidditch match when I gave him cheek."

Snape gave me a lecturing gaze. "I would also like to inform you that your father is much closer to the Dark Lord then Lucius. Malfoy would be idiotic to hurt you in any way." Snape frowned. "That doesn't mean you can be rude to him whenever you wish."

I smiled slightly. "I will treat others as they treat me." My brows furrowed. "If my father-... I'm not a mudblood am I?"

Snape shook his head. "You are Pureblood just like your ancestors."

(I guess the Heir of Slytherin did target me like Ginny said.)"Am I in danger since people know who I am?"

Snape didn't respond right away. "You are powerful, both getting it from your mother and father."

I nodded. "I am useful."

Snape nodded. "Yes. You are also a bloodtraitor and against the Dark Lord."

I raised a brow. "So I'm not safe?"

"You are. But for how long I do not know. I would be more worried about the Grangers then yourself."

My eyes widened. "They wouldn't hurt the Grangers would they? If they came after me."

Snape nodded. "Death Eaters aren't known to be merciful. Especially to Muggles."

"I can't get them hurt."

Snape lifted a hand to say calm down. "Dumbledore is aware and has been keeping an eye on you."

"Dumbledore has his own limits. What if they come after me. Barty Jr and Sirius escaped Azkaban. What's stopping my father from escaping and coming after me?"

Snape stood up. "We can talk about this later with Dumbledore. If you wish to move homes you can, but you must speak to Dumbledore about that."

I nodded. "Could I live with you?"

Snapes eyes widened slightly. "Excuse me?"

I shrugged. "You are a Death Eater. Are you not? Living with you means that no one will get hurt if they come after me because you can easily hand me over. I dont know anyone else I live with getting hurt."

Snape brought his deadpan back. "We will talk about this later. I'm not the one in charge of your housing, Dumbledore is."

I nodded. "But would you are against housing me?"

"It would be... inappropriate."

"So would dancing apparently." Snape rolled his eyes. "It's fine..."

Snape stood up. "Dinner, Miss Kimberly."

"Yes, Mr. Snape." Snape rolled his eyes and walked to the door, I followed.

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