I was about to open the book, when it threw itself out of my hands to the air. Opening itself, a loud and manly voice boomed out of the book. I flinched for a second, and grabbed my wand in case the object'll hurt me.

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"To whoever is holding this,

Today, me and my companions -Helga, Rowena, and Salazaar - go on a journey to find the rock we are going to plant the plan. We reached different muggle merchants, but none told us a perfect platform. But, I spotted a rather, shining object at a nearby island. As we went nearer, it was a some sort bowl.

It was a Pensieve. And from that, we all knew where we would plant. Inch by inch, we built the castle, and starting with the names of the houses, I named mine Gryffindor."

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"Gryffindor, then that must mean-"
But the book suddenly snapped shut, leaving MY FINGERS INSIDE. "Ow!!!" I shouted, trying to force out my hand, that was stuck inside. Thank Merlin, I got it out and gently stroked it to make it heal a little faster. For a second, I was thinking of wheter opening it again, or not bother the poor thing. And guess what I did?

I opened it again, and the same voice boomed the walls again.

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"To whoever is holding this,

After a few days of finishing, we've built the castle. Every of our houses had a name after ourselves, and had their own common rooms with dorms. I accepted the Brave, strong, and the kindest of the students. But alas, Salazaar, chose AGAIN the ones that... Had more of interest in dark magic and the wizards called pure-bloods. I tried to persuade him to at least accept some half-bloods or muggle-borns, but he declined. As I had a conversation with the women, they were also irritated."

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And the book snapped shut again. I was about to open the book again, when I accidentally squealed when the door opened. "Hi." Rose said, coming in, Crookshanks following behind her.

"Hey. Um, what day is it tomorrow?" I asked, trying not to act like I'm at least hiding something. "Oh, it'll be a Sunday. Why?" she asked, I shook my head with a convincing smile and layed on the bed. "You're sleeping already?" she said, as Crookshanks suddenly lept beside me and purred. "Uh... Yeah. 'Night." I muttered.

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The next day, I ate breakfast alone 5:30 in the morning. Dad wasn't awake yet, and I thought of maybe reading the journal at the Forbidden Forest. Call it forbidden, it doesn't look like it to me, saying that I was there until 10pm and I came back without a scratch.

I peeked through my saddle bag to see if the journal was there,

Check.

I ran out of the Great Hall, when dad suddenly came in. He was about to call my name, when I quickly shut the giant doors. I have ways of being sneaky.

I turned into a little hummingbird and flew to the forest. As I got there, I sat under the tree. Measuring if the voice was loud enough until a meter from the gates, I quickly opened it.

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"To whoever is holding this,

I have the deepest feelings that Salazaar has passed away this morning (I'm not sure exactly if it was a.m. or p.m.) . Me and the women carefully buried him near a secret place. I never thought of being sad about a death of the wizard I mostly hated and... that wizard was my friend..."

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I was singing to my favorite song, when the book snapped shut. Was that the end?! No! I want more! I quickly opened it again, ASAP. I thanked God the book was still incontinue. But the voice was about to shout, when it snapped shut again. "Wait. What?!" I said in frustation, but I almost fainted when a dark thing came in front of me.

"Well, well... What could my daughter be doing... in the middle of the Forbidden Forest?" A silky voice said.

Dad.

"Um... just resting..." I said sheepishly, the book was behind dad, and I waved my wand to move it further. "Resting? I believe Gryffindor has a tower to all for themselves am I correct?" he said in a sarcastic tone. "I just wanted to be away from the crowd. Besides, how did you find me?" I asked, checking the book if it was still there after at least 30 seconds.

"I know that voice from at least from somewhere. But anyways to the castle? Miss Weasley, and Mr Potter are indeed looking for you." he said, striding away.

Before I even picked up the book, I closed my mind to prevent dad from lurking in, case he'll try to see the REAL reason I was here.

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"Hey guys." I said as I sat down the table they were sitting. "Eating?" I added, they shook their heads, and Mia brought out a package. As I peeked on what was there, it had gold embarked letters:

The Daily Prophet

I stared at them at them in a scared expression, and opened the package gently. I took the paper... A gasp came unexpectedly out of my mouth.

"Something is happening, Sarah. It's happening in Hogwarts, and the Prophet is going rediculous." Rose said, giving me a look of concern. I flippped through a couple of pages, when I thought I saw the word Snape. I must've been imagining. But as I looked back, I was right. And guess what was written.

Death Eater suspects:
-Mr. & Mrs. Malfoy, with Draco Malfoy
-Mr. Parkinson
-Fenrir Greyback

And after a few names, let's see what I saw.

-Severus Snape

I stood up quickly from the table, attracting attention. I was about to say something, when Scorpius cane rustling towards us. "Outrage! Idiots! They blame my family! And now everybody thinks I'm a stupid Death Eater too!" he exclaimed, almost breaking the table by smashing the Prophet to the wood.

"Scorpius, calm down." Rose said, holding his hand. "Sorry, sugar. Just need to loose the nerves. But my friends ditched me thinking I'll do the Killing Curse." he said, staring at the Slytherin table. "Well, you got us. And you're not the only one who's dad got blamed..." I encouraged, but in a vicous tone.

"Guys, you really think that people will blame you?"

"If you haven't notice. Professor. Severus. Snape. Is. Our. Potions. Saying I'm his daughter, oh she's the daughter! She'll probably be one of them too!" I said and in the last part sounding like the person who was talking about us who passed by.

"Sarah... I'm sorry. It isn't very likely for this to happen." Rose said, looking down. "I-I'm sorry too. I should've lower down my temper." I said, this is not the best school year so far. "What would you guess your dad'll think about this?" Mia asked, "I just hope he doesn't flip a table or something. He does get the temper like I do..." I said, my voice trailing off as I saw dad passing by not noticing me.

As we all walked around, me and Scorpius were mostly the people goggled at. I shout at the other witches and wizards, but they didn't get the message, they think I'm a stupid criminal or a fucking murderer.

When me, Rose and Albus got to the common room, I was expecting everyone to just burst into silence or whispers.

Turns out it was the complete opposite.