Random x reader (BOOK 2)

Harry Potter x (Severus Snape's Daughter) Reader Part 2

(Harry's Intro)

'There is no difficulty that LOVE will not conquer, no disease that enough LOVE will not heal, no door that enough LOVE will not open, no gulf that enough LOVE will not bridge, no wall that enough LOVE will not throw down, no sin that enough LOVE will not redeem' ~ Emmet Fox.

(Y/n's Pov)

Headmistress McGonagall let me cross the threshold before giving me a hug, and I quickly returned it after setting my suitcase down beside us.
Headmistress McGonagall then let go and said smiling.
"You grown up so beautifully my dear,
(She moved one of the long strands of my ebony black hair that didn't want to be contained in my ponytail to be behind my left ear and said, sighing as she placed her hand on the underside of my jaw.)
You look so much like your mother M/n, but have Severus's hair and eyes.
(I nodded, my mother often told me I took the most after my father before he passed away, and began mentioning more so after he passed.
Though I inherited her looks, I got his direct grey blue eyes and hair, we're both glad I didn't inherit his nose.
He definitely was the only one to make it look good.
McGonagall then shock her head, exiting memory lane with a bright smile as she guesterd me to walk beside her, quickly grabbing my suitcase before quickly locking into step with her.)
Come, you must be hungry.
You arrived just in time for lunch and there's so many changes you must see after we have caught up".
I looked around the castle hallways, many things in the castle looked the same and yet it felt different at the same time.
I said softly.
"It almost looks as I remember it".
Headmistress looked at me and said smiling.
"I'm so happy you accepted the position, you have become quite the Potions Master your father knew you could be, so tell me.
How was your time in America"?

For the first two years, before Draco and Astoria told me they were getting married and then having Scorpius a year after their wedding, I traveled the world.
Working on my potions skills, helping magical creatures, painting, baking (thankfully I inherited my mother's backing skills, Bless my father, he couldn't't bake anything that's not a potion to save his life), and maintaining the order of magic (aka, dabbled in being an Aura in America.)

I shrugged my shoulders and as I saw the portraits of the students whose lives were lost, along with staff, during the battle of Hogwarts.
'The memorial Wall'.

"Short version, I dabbled in the western culture.
Long version, there was so much to do I couldn't really keep track unless I wrote it down".
McGonagall lightly laughed as she said with a smile.
"I bet, you are an ambitious lioness.
A credit to both houses your parents come from".
We came into the great hall and familiar house elf came running, speaking loudly with a big smile on his face.
"Y/n, Your really here"!
I smiled and sat my bag down as I meet the micheious elf half way.
"Dobby"!

I caught him in my arms and I spun us around.
I then sat him on one of the house tables and said as I raised my hand in a high five.
"Hey buddy, how have you been?, what have I missed?, and how is the wound healing up"?

(((A/n: this is just in the story, Dobby has still sadly passed away in the movies and books, he'll forever be missed.)))

It was a close call when Dobby apperarated us out of Malfoy Manor when Voldemort was still alive.
Luckily the blade Bellatrix throws to try and stop him missed his heart, lungs and any major arteries, but the blood loss would have killed him if my father didn't insist o had my traveling potions kit on my person always.

Dobby smiled and said, listing off the topics I mentioned with his fingers.
"I've been great,
(He then tsked as he mentioned the other house elf at 12 Grindelwald Street.)
Though Kretcher can be a bit much, never let me help with anything.
(I lightly laughed with him, remembering when I first met Kretcher with Harry, Ron and Hermione.
Kretcher was Crass around the golden Trip, but with me he was surprisingly nice.)
Master Potter has had his hands full educating the young wizards here on DADA.
(When Dobby mentioned Harry was teaching DADA, my mind stopped working for a moment. I haven't seen or spoken to Harry in years.
I was only able to get my mind back into gear when Dobby guesterd to where Bellatrix blade landed, giving me a thumbs up.)
As for my wound, the position worked like a charm Mistress ".
I nodded and said.
"I'm glad to hear it".
The potion I administered on my feet was a Wizard marvel, brewed in the field and with no cauldron.
I called it the drought of life.
Infused with the life force of the Wizard in order to give enough life force to help the victim gain back what they lost and then recover.
Additional ingredients included ocean water, where all life came from, mixed in a ruby vile and warmed by sun light.