[IC] Snape's Daughter

[Nica]

She had to wonder if they were okay. Her beloved parents and unknown sibling, she'd cast their memories of her aside and sent them off to another country for their own protection. It was painful. Extremely heartbreaking to be without them and their support. Even so, she knew it had been the right decision. The world is becoming far too dangerous for them. Muggles, Voldemort's target to exterminate into oblivion. The Burrow was her home now and she couldn't be more thankful. Molly, the mother to many Weasley children, welcomed her into the home without a second of hesitation.

"You're part of the Order and my boys absolutely adore you, Cynthia."

The boys. The twins, specifically. Molly knew how closely bonded the twins and Cynthia had become throughout the years at Hogwarts. Without even saying anything to her husband, both Molly and Arthur had suspicions that one of the twins, if not both, would someday develop a fancy on the beautiful brunette. As for right now, the trio wasn't disrupted by hormones. Cynthia finally left the security of her bedroom, which she currently shared with fellow Muggleborn, Hermione.

As she reached the doorway and carefully balanced herself against the door frame with her hand, Hermione immediately ran over. "Are you alright?" The question was pointless, but Hermione didn't want to offend Cynthia by purely assuming. Cynthia's failing health is common knowledge since she joined the Order. Her weakened immune system makes her incredibly fragile. While enduring the constant fatigue of her condition, Cynthia continues to try and surpass the discomfort with simple enchantments. The strain it places on her body only exaggerates the symptoms.

"I'll go get Fred," Hermione assured, turning to the staircase.

Suddenly she felt a shaking hand grip around her wrist. Looking back, she realized it was Cynthia. "Not Fred," the exhausted Witch corrected. "George, please."

* * *

This manor no longer felt like home for him. The Dark Lord walks its hallways and glides his sinful presence wherever he feels compelled. The Malfoy heir can barely contain his disgust when Voldemort has Muggles brought in for torture. It's a regular occurrence now. Muggles are thrown into the dungeons and repeatedly abused until, finally after weeks of painful humiliation, they're put out of their misery. No man should have to see a woman murdered before his own eyes. And yet, he has witnessed so many countless deaths within his time back at the manor.

"Draco?" His mother tries to shield him, to the best of her abilities. She knows how psychologically damaging this entire experience must be to her only son. Her cherished boy. She hates that he was must be present. If allowed, Narcissia would have sent him away. However, the Dark Lord is not so confident in Draco's loyalty and doesn't trust him to be faithful to the Death Eaters. Rather than interrogate the young man himself, Voldemort takes pleasure in haunting the innocent Wizard with the vile crimes committed at the manor.

Every so often, Voldemort commands Draco to cast a Crucio Curse on a Muggle. A way of testing the boy's strength and dedication to the war. So far, Draco has not failed to obey the instructions of his Lord. However, it's only a matter of time. Draco is not a murderer and he does not enjoy causing others physical pain. It won't be long until Draco finally snaps and his life is put at risk. For now, he merely wears a frown and turns away his eyes while Nagini snacks on her newest corpse.

[AnnaWinters]

To Geared it hadn't been easy to hide his feelings that he had for Cynthia, only his brother knew about it and he also had told him that a relationship wasn't the best thing during the war. George knew the his brother was right and fro that moment he had tried to keep a strict friendship based relationship with the girl he loved. At least that was what he tried to do, he knew that his mother had the feeling that he liked her, but at least she never had asked him about it.

Truth to be told was that he was more then confused enough already he thought about that girl more then once and he even was trying g to think of a potion that might help her immune system. He was doing that in secret, is she didn't have he for something that might not work. "More muggles are disappearing and the muggle police suspects that the is a serial killer on the loose. All we know is that the Dark lord is testing his death eaters. More updates will follow soon." George said as he noticed Hermoiny walking in.

Instantly he knew something was up with Cynthia and so he got up a bit too fast. "You take over the news with Fred." he told Hermoiny before he rushed out of the room. He didn't want his brother to beat him, so he apperated until he was in front of her. "No offence but you look more pale then snakeface himself." he said as he wanted to make her feel better. "Why don't you go back to your bed hmm? I'll get you whatever you need." he whispered as he was ready to pick her up when she would fall. Though the worry was showing in his eyes, he always worried when she was I'll.

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Lillian walked after her father, her head held up high as she needed to keep up appearances for the dark lord. She knew that she was the one that Voldemort seemed to fancy since she wasn't afraid on Nagini. "If you're to careful Nagini will be too full to move my lord." she said as she bowed and then sat down at her seat. Looking at the poor muggle that was being killed as she then glanced at Draco who still seemed to be repulsed by the whole ordeal.

It was then the younger ones were asked to leave and she was asked to let Marino back into his warmed room. She only nodded and did as she was told, seemingly unafraid of the snake that slithered behind her. At least she had a fascination for snakes like that, she was impressed by it's age and length as she petted the snake before putting it in the room and looking back at Draco.

"You really need to get a grip on your look Draco. You need to seem pleased and not disgusted or Voldemort will end your life." she said as she locked the door with a spell and then let out a deep breath."No matter how disgusting it is, think about this... If one of us does the cruciatus curse, then the human will suffer less." she said as she had no idea why she told him that. She was showing disloyalty to the lord by saying that. Knowing that she needed to speak to Fred in a bit, they wanted a update on the two spies within the death eater group.

[Nica]

"I'm not completely useless, Georgie." She knew it was him and not his twin. Years together with the twins, you learn to catch the faint differences between them. Not so much with their physical appearances, because they're identical, but actually with their personalities. Fred behaves more like an older brother towards Cynthia and becomes very protective when she's ill. George, on the other hand, is more likely to tease her playfully and try to make her smile. Cynthia does not favor one brother over the other, but feels safe and secure with George in a way that she doesn't around Fred.

"Escort a lady back to bed?" Cynthia giggled, reaching weakly for George's hands and gently pulled him into the room. Although wanting to listen in to the twin's broadcast their radio show, Cynthia's current condition would not allow her to walk down the stairs. "I'm sorry." She always hates feeling so pathetic. It's rather annoying. Even though she's been suffering from her immune weakness for years, the pain never fades. Cynthia continued to tug George inside and finally sat down on her bedding, still holding onto his hands.

"Can you place a cooling spell on my forehead, please?" Her skin was set aflame from a fever and she began feeling lightheaded from dizziness.

* * *

Lillian is not normal. Sharing his age, but she seemed to be comfortable around the Dark Lord and that was enough to make him suspicious. Her words of caution made sense, but following the orders of such a disgusting man made Draco's skin crawl in sin. He knew it's wrong to cause Muggles pain and discomfort, and yet, he had no other choice. When the Dark Lord finally left the room to his Death Eaters, Draco was the first to vacate the area. The scent of decaying flesh making him nauseous. He hurried past Lillian, brushing their shoulders as he quickly retreated up the staircase to his room. The last thing he wanted was to loose him composure in front of everyone.

Standing across the room, a panicked mother fought to keep herself from screaming out in anger. Seeing her son being exposed to such horror is incredibly painful. Narcissia approached Lillian, while Snape was busy tending to something. The elder woman gently dropped a hand on Lillian's shoulder and whispered quietly beside her ear. "Draco is in danger. I know the Dark Lord is beginning to seriously doubt his loyalty." Narcissia would do anything for her son's safety. Even if protecting him meant putting herself at risk.

"Can you help him adjust here? Show him how to carry and present himself the same as you do?" It would keep him safe, at least for now.

[AnnaWinters]

George his eyes softened when she talked to him, he always had that happen as she was being sick and weak. He knew she hated that condition and yet he couldn't bring himself to love the ways she was when she was like that. To was then that she needed him and so he nodded and used the spell on her to make her body feel less warm. "You kjnoe, a fever can be good at times. And I think you should try this potion I'm trying to make... I sort of want to help you and since we made those candy things to get ill... Well I thought that may e I could do a reverse thingy."

That was all he said as he pulled a Vail from his coat and handed it to her. "I tried it and it now only tastes really bad. But that can be worked on, I don't know if it will do much...but I do know it won't do bad things." he said as he then looked at her. "And if you want I can get a radio in here as well. So you can listen to the show and all." he said as he was trying his hardest to make himself act like a big brother.

But it wasn't easy as he looked at her "Just one mouth full and we'll see what it does. I just good you don't have to puke or anything. Because that would make me an asshole." he said as he hooked that she would feel at least a bit better because of him. "Oh and don't tell my mom, she thinks that we gave up the idea of making more potions and all that and Fred doesn't know it exactly either."

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"I'll try my best Narcissia, Draco isn't a bad kid and I'll teach him to act as well as I do. Just know what side you'll pick in the end is the most important. Just know that I'll do my best to help your son." She said as Lillian squeezed her shoulder and leaned closer "Just know that my true loyalty lies with my father." she said as she then walked away. She knew that Narcissia was a good person, at least she hoped she was.

After that talk she moved towards where Draco had ran to and so she got into his room after knocking. Not waiting for him to answer as she looked at him "You do realize that your life is in danger right? You mother asked me to help you out... so let me at least talk to you?" she asked as she never had been the worst person. "Do you think I like watching those people being hurt and then eaten?" she asked as she looked at him and closed the door.

[Nica]

Cynthia would happily try anything if it held the potential to make her feel better. She swallowed the foul tasting medicine with a forced gulp and after wards smiled up at George, grateful to him for helping. Letting her head fall forwards, Cynthia leaned against George for support. She knew the medicine would knock her unconscious soon. When George spoke about bringing in the radio, Cynthia suddenly remembered something very important. Although he and Fred only focused on the safety of fellow magical folk, she wondered if they could track down information on her family?

"Do you recall when I told you that my parents, and my unknown younger sibling, moved to America?" Cynthia had let everyone believe that her family had abandoned her in England, but that wasn't the truth, as George was about to learn. "I cast an Obliviate Charm on them," she confessed with tears beginning to build along her lashes. "Even prevented my unknown sibling from developing memories of me." It was for their own protection, of course. Cynthia knew that Muggles were Voldemort's targets and that no one would be safe from his Death Eaters in England.

"Would it be possible for you and Fred to collect any information about them?" Just to know that they're still alive and healthy. "I changed their names. They now have the last name Smith."

* * *

Draco, honestly, didn't know what to think of Lillian. He knew she was the daughter of Snape, a man he trusted and even admired, but aside from that information, little was known about her as an individual. When she mentioned that his mother had gone to her for help, Draco was at least given a moment to breathe a sigh of relief. His mother always looked out for him. He just hoped that she would not be endangering herself in the process.

"I don't know what to think," Draco admitted openly to Lillian. "Your father is Severus Snape, but you hold secrets of your own." Everyone does, especially those in Slytherin house. Darkness consumed Draco's room and only a few rays of light entered from a nearby window. The lack of clarity from the poorly lit environment kept secret the redness of Draco's eyes. He'd been crying.

[AnnaWinters]

George nodded when she told him about her family, he had remembered his she had been crying worse then ever before. He even had pulled her in his arms and this time was no different, he wanted nothing more then to do the sane. To stop her tears and so he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her against him. And he just listened to her as she spoke, he knew Hermoine had done the same but he also knew that Cynthia was more special to him as he tried to think about what to say to her. But little words came as he let out a long breath that he seemed to have held for a long time.

But when she asked him to help her out he looked at her "You know, many people know muggles. It could be a great idea to tell the world where youknowwho is and where they are. We can try to give an update about the countries that are safe and all that if you like. Or you could use Hermoiny her toplap or whatever it is called. She uses it to look at her family." he said as he looked her. "Something is there what she uses, but we could try to use some sort of looking glass from a mirror you link with theirs. So you can watch them." He said as he looked at her and frowned.

"Though I do not know if it is linked to the ministry but I'll make sure I'll find a way for you to look at them Cynthia." he whispered as he then made sure she wouldn't fall. "I'll stay here with you and get some books to see if I can find anything okay. Because I doing know what to do, maybe you can talk to Hermoine as well? I won't push you, but she finds many ways." he said as he then remembered the extendable eyes. Smirking as he looked at her "Wait.. you know where it is right? I mean you know the address right? Because me and Fred were thinking about a variation of the extendable ears and if we can make some kind of potion or whatever to look at a place we know..listen in on there. That would mean a lot of potential." he said as he looked at her. "I'll find a way Cynthia"

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Lillian sighed as she looked at Draco, moving towards his window and opening the curtains as she looked outside. "Everyone has secrets Draco, I just know how to hold myself. I'm more like my father then you think. I'm just a good actress." she said as she placed her hand against the glass and then sighed. "Do you really think i enjoy it here? I want nothing more then to crawl away from it all and hide underneath my bed." she said as she looked at him. "Though I know how hard it can be. I just wish that my father had the ability to show emotion like your mother. She makes me feel like I'm loved. I envy you for having such a mother." she said as she turned her head towards him and then noticed he had been crying.

"If you can't learn what I'll try to teach you for yourself, then do it for your mother." she said as she then looked into his eyes. "I can't imagine how hard it must be for you, but in school you can act like the tough guy. Hell, if it works... just imagine the snake eating Harry freaking Potter." she said as she wanted to cheer him up. "What do you think I do, I imagine a person that is so terrible when I do that cruciatus curse... not because I want it but because everyone's I've in that room depends on it." she said as she looked around his room. She did have to admit that he had style. Though she had acted as he never even had cried.

[Nica]

George was at least willing to try for her and that alone was more than enough for Cynthia. Just knowing that she has the support of someone so special to her, she'd be able to manage for now on her own. So long as her family remains safe, Cynthia would be alright. When George mentioned Hermione's laptop, although he obviously has little knowledge of what it's capable of, she just smiled. "I'll have to speak with her then." However, Hermione and the boys were having a meeting between them right now and she didn't want to be an intrusion.

"Georgie?" She likes to use that nickname for him. Fred will occasionally call him that as well, but recently, it's been solely Cynthia. "I'm truly grateful for everything you've done. Your family as well. You've taken me in, welcomed me in your family and the Burrow. Given me a place to call home right now...it's..." Tears began to drop along her cheeks, causing red streaks down her paled cheeks. "I'm so thankful." Cynthia choked, embracing him tightly and buried her face into his shoulder.

"George?" The voice was barely above a whisper, the speaker standing at the opened doorway with their eyes averted to preserve the couple's privacy. "I need your help really quick." There could be no mistake. Fred was asking for his brother's attention.

Recognizing the voice to be Fred, the crying woman shifted herself in George's arm and peeked over his shoulder at the identical twin standing off in the distance. She smiled weakly, trying to minimize her depressed appearance. "Hey Freddie," she called out, motioning him over with a curt wave. "Is everything alright?" Cynthia sniffed, adjusting herself out of George's hold and looked up to his brother.

* * *

She seemed to have a point. Besides, the idea of fantasizing about Nagini feasting on Harry, well, it wasn't entirely repulsive. It would at least work in terms of preventing Draco from feeling completely sick while being forced to watch the snake consuming corpses. Draco sighed heavily, shoulders visibly tightening when she spoke to him. It appeared to be an automatic reaction, beyond Draco's control.

"Who is your mother?" The question has been on his mind for several years. She's never spoken openly on the topic. Nor has Snape made it public knowledge that he's been in an intimate relationship with anyone. Although, it's common knowledge that Snape has fancied after Lily Evans, he refuses to accept her married last name of Potter, but that's all. It wasn't until Draco did some digging into his favorite teacher's past that he even learned of Snape's daughter. His only child.

When he'd made the discovery, Draco had been beyond disbelief. However, after being in Lillian's company for a while now, there's no doubt that the two are related. She's been blessed with beauty, but behavior and mannerisms are remarkably similar.

[AnnaWinters]

George was glad for that private moment between them, realizing that her fever was going down even more after the spell. Usually she would still be warm and he realized that she seemed to have more color in her face. But he didn't want to make her too eager about the medicine that might be working. So instead he just held her close, ready to tell her that she had nothing to worry about when his own brother decided to interrupt them. He didn't want move, but he also knew that it was urgent or he wouldn't have disrupted them.

So when Cynthia moved away, he slowly got up and gently let her lay down. "Just try to sleep a bit, I'll be back as soon as I can and I'll update you. And just use this mirror when you need me okay?" George asked as he leaned down and kissed her forehead, a ting he usually didn't do as he then sighed. "I'll be back okay, just try to sleep sweetheart. Just know that you are more then welcome" he told her without thinking before he got up and moved to his brother and then ushered him out.

"This better be important Fred, Cynthia was just telling me things that I didn't kjnoe about and I need Hermoine's help as well." George said as he obviously was annoyed, it even was obvious that he cared far too much. His feelings were getting in the way of his better judgment and it was all what his mother had predicted. "So tell me what is going on.. Another attack?" he asked as he then closed the door of her room behind him.

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"I only just found out that my father lied to me, you wouldn't even believe me if I told you the truth Draco. It is far too repulsive in my eyes, I mean how it all happened. I sort of four out in my father his pensive, but he has no idea that I know. I just know for a fact that Harry his father is far from a freaking hero. He was an asshole and I don't doubt that Harry could have his traits." Lillian said as she wondered if she could tell Draco the truth. But she also knew that nothing was going to change if she told him, he could even get the word out to the rest of Hogwarts and that was something she didn't want to happen.

"I just don't get it... I mean it's as if my dad isn't allowed to know happiness. No wonder he joined the death eaters." she whispered as she also had seen the memory of where Snape had tried to save her mother. Attacking the dark lord himself and telling him that she was supposed to be saved from the attack. That memory was bad enough on it's own as she then signed and moved to seat herself down on his bed.

"I just don't know what I can do to help you Draco, but I do know that you need to toughen up or you'll die in here." she whispered as she looked up at him. Showing that her eyes were filling up with tears, her emotions were getting the best of her and she hated it.

[Nica]

"You're becoming rather attached to our lil' Cynthia." This wasn't a secret. Fred has known about his twin's developing feelings for a while now. He doesn't speak openly about the growing affection, though, aside when in private situations with George. "I understand your concern for her," Fred sympathized, gently setting a hand briefly onto George's shoulder. "She is so vulnerable to diseases with her immune deficiency."

One prior episode has been her worst experience to date. Everyone in the Burrow had caught the common cold, but when Cynthia happened to display symptoms, she was placed on bed rest and suffered through a week long fever that caused constant nausea. Thanks to Molly's dedication and natural maternal instincts, she was able to nurse Cynthia back to health before her condition became much worse.

"Why don't you confess to Cynthia your true feelings?" Now seemed to be as good a time as any other. Fred tried not to focus on the war, much less acknowledge that soon they'd all be forced to fight. However, he also knew it wouldn't be wise to keep such feelings hidden, just in case...someone died. "Unspoken words are the most important, Georgie."

* * *

Draco saw the beginning of Lillian's reserve shattering. Despite popular belief, she's actually a human. Even though it's easy for Draco to disassociate her a fellow human, she still has hold of her humanity. Unlike the Dark Lord, he whom willing surrendered and discarded that part of himself, Lillian has kept her's.

"I understand." Draco wanted this converse to end. Witnessing Lillian with tears in her eyes was rather unsettling. He's always disliked seeing a woman cry. "This war is only going to get progressively worse." He knew this to be a fact. Draco turned himself towards the window, gently pushing aside the wrinkled curtain with his fingers. Eyes focused to the illuminated moon seated high above the ground.

"Voldemort..." Draco's lips burned just in speaking that creature's name.

[AnnaWinters]

George just looked at his brother as if he had grown a second head, and that was just because he was being wise for a change. It was a thing that he wasn't used to and he wanted nothing more then to have everything to go away. For the world to become normal again instead of that damn war. "I can't do that man.... I mean what if I don't make it? It is possible that one of us dies and I don't want to leave her weakened even more man. I'm even working on a potion to save her and all that. She even did the same to her family as Hermoine. How can I have her be hurt even more?" George asked as he looked at his brother.

"Just look for her family okay? I just want to watch over her, I gave her a potion... And do t you dare tell mom, she'll kill me if it turns out to be bad." George said as he looked his brother over. "Just let me put a radio in here, so Cynthia can listen, I want her to feel like she is involved. Maybe she can do the program about the muggles?" he asked as his hand already moved back too the door. He was more then worried enough about Cynthia already. "And for the record, Cynthia is the strongest person that I ever met, her body just doesn't work with her." he said right before he opened the door.

"So you'll ask hermoine to come with the laptop right?" he asked as he didn't even realize that he said it right for the first time. Moving back i to the room as his eyes were searching for the girl that had stolen his heart. The one girl that made him wonder if he could actually tell her how he felt about her, and yet he wondered if it wouldn't want to ruin what they had either.

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Lillian sighed as she wiped away her tears and then let the stone cold face move over her tear struck one. Moving her hand through her hair as she looked back at Draco "The only true monster is him. But he can't know that I think that way. That is why I follow my father, though he doesn't want to be a part of all this. He does it to keep me safe, just as your mother is doing for you, In the end we can choose our true side Draco." she said as she looked towards the door and sighed once more.

"Just know that I do not like Potter, him thinking that his father was so great. If he only knew the truth the he wouldn't be proud of who he was." She said as she closed her eyes for a moment. "So do I you accept my help?" she asked as she opened her eyes once more. "I know you can use that help."

[Nica]

Fred sighed, he knew his brother's intentions were those of a pure heart, but even still, Cynthia deserved to know the truth. In fact, if George wouldn't be up to the task of telling her, then Fred would do so himself. He wasn't going to let something happen without Cynthia knowing that George truly loves her. For now, Fred had to tend the broadcast. He watched George return to Cynthia's room and didn't say a word.

Suddenly Cynthia began coughing horribly, blood splattering from her lips. Hermione and Ginny came quickly, followed with Molly from behind. They gently pushed George aside and Ginny shoved him out the door. When he tried to go back inside, his sister prevented him from doing so. "We need to tend to her, George. Don't get in the way!" She shouted loudly, slamming the door in his face.

From inside, Cynthia was starting to gag and Molly ordered Hermione to get warm water. Hermione conjured a bottle of heated water, handing it to Molly. Time seemed to stop as the three women tried desperately to treat Cynthia. After an hour of waiting, Fred having rejoined his side, Molly and the others came out. Their hands stained with Cynthia's blood.

"Is she?" Fred couldn't force the words to come out. Thankfully, all three of the women shook their heads.

"No," Molly sighed. "She's sleeping. I'm going to take her to St. Mungos. She needs medical treatment that we can't offer. She'll most likely stay there from now on."

"But," Fred interjected, knowing George wouldn't be alright with this.

* * *

Draco nodded in confirmation. However, when Lillian spoke in regards to Harry's father, his curiosity was peeked. He doesn't know much, if anything, about Harry's family. So the fact that Lillian did, well, he was interested to know exactly what knowledge she had. Sadly, Narcissia called them both down to the main room suddenly. Her voice sounded strained and Draco hurried past Lillian without a second thought.

"What's wrong, mother?" Draco immediately went to his mother's side. He became distressed by the dampness of her eyes, she was not alright.

"Draco, Lillian," Narcissia addressed them both. "The Dark Lord is planning to attack the Burrow where he believes Harry and his friends to be held. Apparently there's a wedding going to happen in a few days and you're both assigned to be present and capture Harry or his friends if able."

Draco frowned, "Us?"

Narcissia nodded, "Yes."