The Dragon Seeker

Chapter three: The Wolf

The announcement was made during breakfast one day in mid October. Dumbledore stood up. "Today, afternoon classes will be canceled due to a presentation down at the Quidditch Pitch."

"They’re more than likely going to show us the new measures they’ve taken to protect Hogwarts." Speculated Hermione, returning her attention to her eggs.

"Nah," Ron said, "Hagrid’s gonna show off his new pet."

Harry didn’t say anything. He was quite tired after having stayed up half the night finishing a Potions essay that he had left to the last minute.

Later after lunch, all the students and all the teachers marched out to the Pitch, where Dumbledore stood with a younger man. When all the students had settled down, Dumbledore started, "Some of you may have heard about the Ministry of Magic’s sudden turn around; now declaring that the Dark Lord has indeed returned. Well news of this has reached the States, where several schools are closing, due to lack of protection as well as parents withdrawing their children.

In an effort to protect those children, many European schools, Hogwarts included, have agreed to take on students to continue their training. Now, Hogwarts was lucky enough to be the recipient of the American school, Unicose Academy of Magic, as well as their Championship Quidditch Team.

Their team has been flying together for the last five years. Now let me introduce you to the man who will be taking over for me as your Defense against the Dark arts Professor, Alex DeWinter. Alex?"

The younger man stepped forward and waved at the stands. "Hello. You all know my name is Alex DeWinter. I am the head coach of the Unicose Quidditch team, and I am looking forward to teaching you. But, we can get into that later. Without further ado, I give to you, the UNICOSE WOLVES!!!"

High in the teacher’s stands, watching with a look of extreme distaste on his face was Severus Snape, Potion’s Professor of Hogwarts, and the Head of Slytherin House. He thought the ostentatious display was vulgar, but he figured it was the way of the Americans. The seekers weren’t doing anything, just sitting high above the mock game, talking, occasionally dodging to avoid a bludger. One, a slim female, wasn’t even holding onto her broom. Each player was wearing a kerchief over their heads, holding their hair out of their faces.

They were talented, he would give them that. But it was almost as if they were bored, as if this was below them. Sighing, he folded his arms, and scowled as the presentation came to an end.

All the players came to a graceful landing on the pitch, and a large black man came forward, waving to everyone. He tapped his throat with his wand, and his voice was magically amplified.

"Sonorus. Hey! My name is Tyrell Powers, but you can all call me Quills. I am the keeper and the Team captain of this bunch. I am majoring in Transfiguration, with a minor in Defense against the Dark Arts. I am going to introduce each of them to you, by order of the main team, then the reserves. They have nicknames, and I will also introduce you to them by such, along with mentioning their majors and minors. Starting with our center Chaser, Steven Anderson, called Stripes. He is majoring in Politics or Economics with a minor in Defense Against the Dark Arts.

A slim boy, brown haired, came forward, smiling and waving.

"His lovely girlfriend, our right Chaser, Evie Fabian or Snow. Majoring in Charms with a minor in Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Tall, blond, also slim, she linked her arm with Stripes’ and waved.

"Playing Left Chaser, Carlton Milkon or Spinner. Majoring in Divination with a minor in Defense Against the Dark Arts."

The chaser had black hair, dyed, and seemed to be wearing makeup. Snape growled under his breath about inappropriateness."

"One of the best beaters in the world, James Heit, but we like to call him Shaggy. Majoring in Medical Magic with a minor in Defense Against the Dark Arts."

His clothes immaculate, a brilliant smile on his face, Shaggy waved. Snape figured he would be the one who would most likely fit inHogwHogwarts.

"My right hand man, and my best friend, David Reckflyn or Wings. Majoring in Care of Magical Creatures with a minor in Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Yo!!! WAZUP HOGWARTS!!!"

The students seemed to like that. They all cheered. He pumped his fist in the air and continued to make noise. Snape sneered at him, sure that if he had been standing where he could see him, he would be whimpering in fear.

"And, our Seeker. The reason, I will freely admit, that we keep winning championships, our heart, our soul, our lucky charm, our future Potion’s Mistress with a minor in Defense Against the Dark Arts, KATRIANA HUNTER!!!!"

She stepped forward, reaching up and pulling the cloth away from her head, releasing a cascade of raven black hair to fall to her back. Even from this far away, Snape could see her features, and felt his jaw drop.

"Katriana, also known as Lucky, so named because she always brings us luck, no matter how bad a game is going, she comes through and makes sure that we win. Moving on, I would like to introduce you to our reserve Keeper…"

Snape tuned him out, his eyes locked on the Seeker, who had wrapped her arm around the Shaggy character, laughing into his ear. Snape felt everything in him stop, his breathing, his thought patterns, even his heart.

She looked just like her mother. The curve of her cheek, the slim upturn of her nose. But Serita had reddish brown hair, mahogany. This girl had black hair.

But the similarities were too much for him to dismiss. This was Serita’s daughter. Sixteen years old. She had to have been born roughly after Serita had left England.

Left him.

And Serita hadn’t been seeing anyone else before she had left. The math added up.

It meant only one thing for him.

Katriana Hunter, called Lucky by her friends, was his daughter.

Severus Snape had a Daughter.

And Voldemort had a Granddaughter.

Standing up, he left the stands, marching to the castle, and into Dumbledore’s office.

The old wizard had some explaining to do.

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