2、Father ...
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凌晨时分，菲蕊达迷迷糊糊地醒了，她揉揉眼睛，觉得饥肠辘辘，身体也很痛。抬起手，打算敲门，想了想，还是放下了。现在还早，她不能打扰那个人，即使他是她的父亲，但谁知道他认不她呢？只是名义上的父亲罢了。要想好好在这里度过接下来的时间，她就要尽量减轻麻烦，这是生存法则。
菲蕊达看着手腕上的表，大概到了八点钟的时候，抬起有些发麻的手，小心翼翼地敲了敲门，心怦怦直跳。屋里的西弗勒斯听到敲门声，皱了皱眉：谁会在这个时候拜访他呢？蜘蛛尾巷很少有什么该死的客人，除了…那只老蜜蜂，想到这，西弗勒斯嘴角抽搐，有些警惕地拿起魔杖，打开了门。
菲蕊达正慌着整理自己的仪表，以掩饰自己待在外面一晚上的狼狈，听到门的声音，忙抬起头，看到眼前的男人，一双和她如出一辙的乌黑的眼睛，只是那双眼睛没有菲蕊达那么灵动，那双眼睛如一道长长的走廊，深邃得望不到底。黑色的头发显然很久没有打理过了，油腻略微有些凌乱。他的脸透出一种病态的枯黄和苍白。显然，这个男人不会好好照顾自己。
菲蕊达和父亲长得并不像，她的五官精致，更像她美丽的母亲，可血浓于水，她看起来总是和他有一种莫名的惊人的相似。
菲蕊达心里有涌动着复杂的感情：这就是她的父亲，她五年从未见过的父亲，而她的父亲现在正用一种混杂着警惕和怀疑的眼神看着这个陌生又有些熟悉的女孩，菲蕊达突然有些难受。
菲蕊达突然有些难受：“我母亲嘱咐交给您的，父…斯内普先生。”那声父亲最终被她咽了下去。
西弗勒斯沉默地看着这个突然出现的小姑娘和她手里牛皮纸的信，看到她发白的脸色和疲惫不堪的状态，嘴动了动，吐出一句：“我会看的，你先进去等一会。”
西弗勒斯展开信纸，映入眼帘的是一行行清秀的字迹：
斯内普先生：
很抱歉打扰您，但有些事现在务必托付给您。大概五六年前，由于您当时的状态和我犯的一个可怕的错误，您和我在意外中有一个孩子。现在我已没有能力抚养这个孩子，我希望您能把这个孩子平平安安抚养长大，她是您的女儿，她叫菲蕊达·斯内普。那件事毕竟是一场意外，但她是您血脉相连的女儿，我希望作为她的父亲，您能关爱她呵护她，让她平安长大。
祝您平安，感激不尽。
ps：菲蕊达的教父是艾博特·沙菲克
戴琳·塞尔温
斯内普的脑子一片混乱，他不知道自己什么时候有个女儿。戴琳·塞尔温，他没有什么印象，毕竟他在霍格沃茨接触的人不多，无非就是波特以及那几个愚蠢的格兰芬多，卢修斯，还有莉莉…想到这，他的心抽痛了一下。他定了定神，他已经答应了邓布利多要暗中照顾那个该死的波特的儿子，大名鼎鼎的救世主，他在心里讥讽地想着。为什么现在又多了一个愚蠢的幼年小巨怪，他一向不会跟孩子打交道，他也十分讨厌霍格沃茨那些莽撞自大，无时无刻都在惹麻烦的小巨怪们。他在心里默默想着：既然她有一个教父，就把她交给她的教父吧。或者，邓布利多也行，他不是最喜欢孩子了吗。
此时的菲蕊达正不安地看着自己第一次见到的父亲看着这封信，父亲这个词总让她心里一沉。菲蕊达看不出什么，那个男人的眼神依旧空洞深邃。
这时，一个低沉的声音突然响起：“桌上有一些面包，你去填一下肚子吧,斯内普小姐。”西弗勒斯准备先把她安置下来，再思考如何处置。菲蕊达撇撇嘴，是斯内普小姐，不是菲蕊达，看来这个名义上是他父亲的男人并不打算亲近她。她已饥肠辘辘，尽管桌子上的面包干巴巴的，还是狼吞虎咽地吃了起来。
后来，屋子里陷入了一种诡异的沉默，西弗勒斯显然并不打算跟这个突然冒出来的女儿说话。而菲蕊达有些耐不住，犹豫了一下，小心翼翼地开口：“额…斯内普先生，您的屋子…有些脏了。”“真的能住吗”菲蕊达在心里默默想。
确实，西弗勒斯已经很久没有收拾过了，他每天的生活只不过是日日夜夜地做魔药，研究魔药罢了。浑浑噩噩地过日子，三餐也只是随意敷衍，看那干巴巴的面包就知道了。
乌黑的眼睛淡淡地扫了菲蕊达一眼：“这与你无关。”
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好吧，那她就保持沉默好了，菲蕊达想。
过了一会，猫头鹰带着今日份的猫头鹰翩翩飞来，西弗勒斯取下报纸，展开，却突然听到一声夹杂着恐惧与悲伤的呜咽。
“妈妈…”菲蕊达呆呆地看着报纸的一个角落,泪水顺流而下，那上面写着：今日凌晨时分,塞尔温家族小姐的尸体于蜘蛛尾巷附近被发现，死因为魔力耗尽，现已被专业人士安置妥当，葬于安格墓地。
尽管知道这是很有可能发生的事情，当它真正发生，却如一通凉水猛得浇在她的头上，那个给她讲睡前故事的女人，用温暖的臂弯抱着她的女人，教会她很多的女人，她的母亲…死了，不在了…泪水在她脸上肆虐，不一会儿她就满脸泪水。
西弗勒斯看着这个悲痛万分的女孩，他的女儿，突然有些心疼。不过他马上压下这种情绪，开口道：“收起你的眼泪，这是懦夫才有的行为。”还是冷冷的声音。
菲蕊达不敢置信地瞪着他，没想到这个男人会如此无情与冷漠，对死亡无动于衷。情绪一冲上来，她愤愤吼道：“那是我的妈妈！你不关心我关心！你这个混蛋！”
说完，踹开门跑了出去，发出“砰”的声音。西弗勒斯按按眉头，打算继续把报纸看下去，却发现一向冷静的他静不下心来，拿手的大脑封闭术也没有往常的效果，他脑子里总是浮现出那个女孩，他的女儿:满脸眼泪，眼中写满了痛苦。
他越来越不安：她要去哪？蜘蛛尾巷到处都是酒鬼和流氓，一个手无寸铁的女孩…
“该死的！”他愤愤地咒骂，推门而出，寻找着女孩的身影。
菲蕊达几乎一出来就后悔了，街上许多衣衫褴褛的男人不怀好意地看着这个漂亮的，好像跟父母走散了的小姑娘。要回去吗？可是…
正想着，一个歪曲地笑着的男人慢慢向她靠近：“小妹妹，叔叔带你去好地方…”
菲蕊达心里警铃大作，两腿发抖，她刚刚为什么要如此冲动…
“你离我远点！”她声音颤抖，更引起了男人的兴趣。
“别怕啊，小妹妹，叔叔没有恶意…”
眼看着那个男人越来越近，菲蕊达的恐惧感淹没了她。
突然之间，菲蕊达周围刮起了怪诞的风，那个男人被风刮得越来越远，然后就是一阵虚脱感，菲蕊达觉得重心不稳，倒在了地上。完了…
昏迷之前，她好像看到了一个黑色的身影…
English:
In the early morning,Frida woke up in a daze. She rubbed her eyes and felt hungry and painful. She raised her hand and planned to knock on the door. After thinking about it, she still put it down. It's still early. She can't disturb that person. Even if he is her father, who knows if he can't recognize her? It's just a nominal father. If she wants to spend the rest of the time here, she should try her best to reduce the trouble. This is the rule of survival.
Frida looked at the watch on her wrist. At about eight o'clock, she raised her numb hand, knocked on the door carefully, and her heart pounded. Severus in the room frowned when he heard a knock on the door: Who will visit him at this time? There are few damn guests in Spider Tail Lane, except... the old bee. Thinking of this, the corners of Severus' mouth twitched. He picked up the wand vigilantly and opened the door.
Frida was tidying up her appearance in a panic to hide her embarrassment of staying outside all night. Hearing the sound of the door, she quickly looked up and saw the man in front of her, with the same dark eyes as her, but those eyes were not as flexible as Frida , and the eyes were like a long corridor. She can't see it to the end. The black hair has obviously not been taken care of for a long time, and it is slightly greasy and messy. His face showed a pathological withered yellow and pale face. Obviously, this man will not take good care of himself.
Frida doesn't look like her father. Her facial features are exquisite, more like her beautiful mother, but her blood is thicker than water. She always looks like an inexplicable and amazing similarity to him.
Frida had complicated feelings in her heart: this was her father, the father she had never seen in five years, and her father was now looking at the strange and familiar girl with a mixture of vigilance and suspicion.Frida suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
Suppressing the mood in her heart,Frida practiced a standard noble etiquette and handed the letter in her hand: "My mother told you to give it to you, F... Mr. Snape." The father was finally swallowed by her.
Severus silently looked at the letter from the sudden little girl and the kraft paper in her hand. Seeing her pale face and exhausted state, her mouth moved and spit out, "I'll read it. You can wait for a while."
Severus unfolded the writing paper and saw a line of beautiful handwriting:
Mr. Snape:
I'm sorry to bother you, but there are some things that must be entrusted to you now. About five or six years ago, due to your state at that time and a terrible mistake I made, you and I had a child in the accident. Now that I am unable to raise this child, I hope you can raise this child safely. She is your daughter. Her name is Frida Snape. After all, it was an accident, but she is your blood-connected daughter. I hope that as her father, you can care for her and let her grow up safely.
I wish you peace and thank you very much.
Ps:Frida 's godfather is Abbott Shafik
Darlene Selvin
Snape's mind was so confused that he didn't know when he would have a daughter. Darlene Selvin,he has no impression. After all, there are not many people he has contacted in Hogwarts. It's just Potter and those stupid Gryffindor, Lucius, and Lily... Thinking of this, his heart hurts a little. He calmed down. He had promised Dumbledore to secretly take care of the damn son of Potter, the famous savior, and he thought sarcastically in his heart. Why is there another stupid young troll? He always doesn't deal with children, and he hates Hogwarts's arrogant little monsters who are in trouble all the time. He meditate in his heart: Since she has a godfather, give her to her godfather. Or, Dumbledore is fine. Isn't he liking childs so much?
At this time,Frida was uneasily looking at the father she saw for the first time looking at the letter. The word father always made her hearts her heart.Frida couldn't see anything. The man's eyes were still empty and deep.
At this time, a low voice suddenly sounded: "There is some bread on the table. Go and fill your stomach, Miss Snape." Severus is going to put her down first and then think about how to deal with it.Frida curled her lips. It was Miss Snape, not Frida . It seemed that this man, who was nominally his father, was not going to get close to her. She was so hungry that although the bread on the table was dry, she wolfed it up.
Later, there was a strange silence in the room, and Severus obviously did not intend to talk to the sudden daughter.Frida couldn't stand it. She hesitated for a moment and said carefully, "Well... Mr. Snape, your room...is a little dirty." Can you really live?"Frida thought silently in her heart.
Indeed, Severus hasn't cleaned up for a long time. His daily life is just making potions day and night and studying potions. Live a muddle-headed life, and the three meals are just randomly perfunctory. Just look at the dry bread.
The dark eyes glanced at Frida faintly: "It has nothing to do with you."
......
Well, then she'll keep silent,Frida thought.
After a while, the owl flew in with today's owl. Severus took off the newspaper and unfolded it, but suddenly heard a sob mixed with fear and sadness.
"Mom..."Frida looked at a corner of the newspaper in a daze, and tears flowed down, which said: Early this morning, the body of Miss Selvin 's family was found near Spider Tail Lane. Because of the magic was exhausted, it has been properly placed by professionals and buried in Anger Cemetery.
Although she knew that it was very likely to happen, when it really happened, it poured it on her head like a burst of cold water. The woman who told her bedtime stories comforted her with warm arms and taught her many women that her mother... died, not gone... Tears ravaged her face. After a while, her face was full of tears.
Severus looked at the grieving girl, his daughter, and suddenly felt a little sad. But he immediately suppressed this emotion and said, "Pur away your tears. This is the behavior of a coward." It's still a cold voice.
Frida stared at him in disbelief. He didn't expect that this man would be so ruthless and indifferent to death. As soon as her emotions rose, she roared angrily, "That's my mother!" You don't care about her but I do ! You bastard!"
After saying that, he kicked the door and ran out, making a "bang" sound. Severus pressed his eyebrow and planned to continue to read the newspaper, but he found that he had always calmed down, and his expert brain closure did not have the usual effect. The girl, his daughter, whose face was full of tears, and his eyes were full of pain.
He became more and more uneasy: Where is she going? Spider Tail Lane is full of alcoholics and hooligans, an unarmed girl...
"Damn it!" He cursed angrily, pushed the door out, looking for the girl's figure.
Frida regretted it almost as soon as he came out. Many ragged men on the street looked at the beautiful little girl who seemed to have been separated from her parents. Do you want to go back? But...
Just as he was thinking, a man who smiled distorted slowly approached her: "Little sister, uncle will take you to a good place..."
Frida made a big alarm in her heart and her legs trembled. Why was she so impulsive just now...
"Stay away from me!" Her voice trembled, which aroused the interest of men.
"Don't be afraid, little sister, uncle has no malice..."
Seeing the man getting closer and closer,Frida 's fear drowned out her.
Suddenly, a strange wind blew around Frida . The man was blown further and farther by the wind, and then there was a sense of vanity.Frida felt unstable center of gravity and fell to the ground. It's over...
Before she fell into a coma, she seemed to see a black figure...
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第2章 Father
