Family Tradition

Family Tradition

Disclaimer: I only own Susana. Nothing else.

Part 2

The next morning at breakfast, Susana couldn\'t believe the foods that appeared on the table.

\"Hasn\'t anyone in England ever heard the word cholesterol?\" She shook her head.

\"The food\'s enchanted. There\'s no cholesterol or fat. Unfortunately, it still has calories.\" Hermione informed her.

\"Cool. But I think I\'ll stick to the fruit.\" Susana said as she filled her plate with the fruits offered.

\"I tried to get out of it, but Dumbledore insists I take it.\" Harry complained as he sat down. \"Good morning.\" He smiled at Susana.

\"Hi. What are you being forced to take?\"

\"Divination with Professor Trelawney.\" He told her.

Ron laughed. \"She has an annoying habit of predicting Harry\'s death.\"

\"That explains your dislike for the class. I wonder why Alb ... Dumbledore wants you to take it.\"

\"Personally, I think your grandfather keeps her around to drive Harry mad.\" Hermione answered. \"She\'s a complete fraud.\"

Susana nodded. \"Same way back home. It\'s like they find those people by calling phony psychic hotlines. I swear if they ever actually met a true astrologer or psychic, they\'d probably pee themselves.\" A smile came over her face. \"Maybe it would be amusing to have a little fun with our Professor Trelawney.\"

\"How do you suggest we do that?\"

\"Pretend I have a ... gift.\" She smiled.

\"I think I \'m going to like this girl.\" Ron nodded.

Hermione looked curiously at her boyfriend. \"Oh really?\"

Ron began back peddling. \"No, no, that\'s not what I meant. I just meant that she\'ll fit right in with us.\"

\"I knew what you meant. I was just having a go at you.\" She kissed his cheek.

\"Oh. So this is who you were dreaming about last night.\" Susana teased.

Ron winked at Hermione. \"You were dreaming about me?\"

\"Always.\"

\"Ugh.\" Susana feigned disgust.

\"Welcome to my world.\" Harry added.

Ron cocked his eyebrow at Harry. \"Speaking of dreams, who was in yours mate? You were moan....\"

Harry looked at his still broken watch. \"Look at the time. Mustn\'t keep Professor Trelawney waiting.\" He made a hasty exit.

Hermione smiled as she watched her roommate staring after the retreating boy. She whispered in Ron\'s ear. \"Looks like our best friend and the new girl fancy each other.\"

Ron nodded. \"I have to agree with that, Mione. Harry kept me up all night talking about her.\"

~~~

So far, Susana\'s day had been quite uneventful. As in her old school, her lessons came easily to her. It was only now that she was getting nervous. She was also having trouble being able to walk through the door to her final hour.

Finally, after taking several deep breaths, she entered her father\'s classroom and took the only empty seat. The one next to Harry.

\"Tardiness will not be acceptable ... no matter who you are.\" Snape informed the class, but directed it to his daughter.

Her eyes locked onto his. \"I\'m sorry ... PROFESSOR. It won\'t happen again.\"

\"See that it doesn\'t.\" He began the lesson.

Susana became more and more nervous the closer the end of class came. Once everyone was finally dismissed, she stayed behind.

Snape looked up from his desk. \"Class has ended Susana.\" He told her coldly.

\"It\'s so good to see you too, Daddy.\" She tried to hide the hurt in her voice.

He put his quill down. \"You shouldn\'t be here. I told your mother it was not a good idea that you come here.\"

\"You wrote to Mom?\"

He bowed his head in response.

\"I wrote you a dozen letters and you didn\'t answer a single one of them. But you wrote to your ex-wife and told her not to let me come here? I\'m your daughter!\"

\"I know who you are.\" He snapped at her.

\"You just don\'t care. Is that it?\" Tears pooled in her eyes.

\"You would not understand. Now, I have work to do, Susana.\" He picked up his quill and continued writing. \"Oh and let me give you some advice. Stay away from Harry Potter.\"

Tears fell freely down her face. \"You have no right to tell me who I can and can\'t hang out with.\"

\"I\'m your father.\" He slammed the quill down, breaking it.

She grabbed her books. \"You could\'ve fooled me.\"

Susana ran from the room leaving her father staring blankly after her.

~~~

Harry was waiting for Susana in the Gryffindor common room. When she entered, he noticed her eyes were red and puffy.

\"Are you alright?\" He asked.

She shook her head. \"No. Not really.\"

\"Want to talk about it?\"

She smiled faintly. \"Thank you but no.\" She flopped onto the couch.

\"May I sit with you?\"

She nodded.

They sat silently for a few minutes when she finally spoke. \"My father told me that I should stay away from you.\"

\"Yes well, Professor Snape has never been a fan of mine. But then again, the feeling is mutual.\"

Susana wiped her hands over her face. \"Mine either. ... One of the main reasons I came here was to get to know him better. Now, I think it was all a big mistake.\"

\"Nonsense!\" Harry said a bit too quickly and too loud. \"I mean, if you hadn\'t come, I ... I never would ha... have met you.\" He suddenly became very interested in his shoes.

She bit her bottom lip as a smile grew on her face. \"Thank you.\" She said softly.

He looked up at her. \"For what?\"

\"For making me feel a little better.\"

\"Um, I was wondering ... Well, Ron, Hermione and I are going to Hogsmeade on Saturday. Would you like to go with me? I mean us.\" He corrected.

Her smiled grew wider. \"I\'d like that. Thank you.\"

~~~

After their evening meal, Dumbledore asked Susana to join him in his chambers.

\"Impressive.\" She said as she looked around.

\"My dear Susana. How you have grown since last I saw you. You are as beautiful as your mother.\"

\"If you say so.\" She hugged her grandfather.

\"Please, have a seat.\" He motioned to a large overstuffed chair. \"Would you care for anything to drink?\"

\"No, thank you.\"

He sat across from her. \"So, are you finding everything to your liking here at Hogwarts?\"

She shrugged. \"For the most part. I tried to talk to my dad, but he just blew me off and told me to stay away from Harry. ... What\'s his deal? Harry seems like a really nice guy.\"

He nodded. \"More than anything, I believe it is jealousy. Harry has the power and fame that Severus desires.\"

\"Power and fame? What\'s he famous for?\"

Dumbledore looked curiously at her. \"Have you not heard of him?\"

She shook her head. \"Who is he?\"

\"That is for you to discover. All I ask is that you do not ask him or his inner circle of friends directly. Wounds are still fresh.\"

Susana sighed. \"Won\'t I have enough assignments without you giving me another one?\"

\"Believe me child, knowledge is better appreciated when gained on ones own.\"

She nodded. \"If you say so. ... It isn\'t anything that will prove my father\'s warning to be true, is it?\"

\"Just do the research. ... Do you have feelings for young Mister Potter?\"

She blushed. \"Maybe. I don\'t know. I mean, I just met him yesterday. He invited me to go to Hogsmeade this weekend with him and his friends. There\'s just something about him. I mean, his eyes are so amazing and, and , and I\'m blathering on like an idiot.\"

Albus laughed. \"Not at all, dear, not at all.\"

\"Oh please. I\'m sitting here with the greatest wizard in the world discussing my pathetic lack of a teenage love life.\" She moved to sit next to him and leaned her head on his shoulder. \"It sucks to be sixteen Albie.\"

He put his arm around her. \"I am sure it does, but remember that there is always someone here for you. You have me, your grandmother, new friends and yes, even your father. Although he may not always show it.\"

\"I love you, Albie\"

\"As I do you child.\"