Okay, so some of you may hate me a bit for this because it is something of a cliffhanger, but I wanted to post a little snippet from my longer fic just to give my readers a bit of a taste. I just wanted to reiterate that I do have several of the beginning chapters finished and there are several chapters later on that are also finished, but I am still working to fully flesh out the story. I hope it will not be more than a few weeks before I start posting.

That being said, I hope you all enjoy this little sneak peek and please, feel free to review (or curse me) at the end. I hope you all have a wonderful day!

MetamorphmagusLupin


Excerpt from It's All For You:

Zoe awoke to the unmistakable roar of the Floo downstairs igniting. She couldn't believe she'd fallen asleep but now that she was suddenly alert, she glanced over to the clock next to her bed. It was ten minutes past eleven.

Merlin, Papa isn't going to be in a good mood about this at all, she thought as she leapt out of bed and silently bounded down two flights of stairs.

As she quietly and cautiously approached the cracked bookcase door, she heard her father speak.

"Headmistress." He sounded alarmed. "To what do I owe this late visit?"

"Is everything alright, Severus?" Minerva asked just as anxious.

Zoe peeked around the door into the tiny sitting room. Her father was still dressed in his customary black ensemble and was standing with his back to her, he was lowering his wand to his side and the book he had been reading lay unceremoniously on the floor at his feet. He had obviously assumed the person coming through the Floo was an intruder and had stood to defend himself and his home. Zoe looked past him to Minerva who stood just outside the grate. She looked quite frazzled and Zoe felt a bit guilty that she had caused the adults to worry so much.

"Of course it is," her father replied, picking up the book and laying it on a side table. "Why would it not be?"

Minerva seemed to breathe a sigh of relief then stepped forward, rummaging in a pocket of her robes.

"Not long ago, I received this message at my office at Hogwarts. It says it's urgent, so I came as quickly as I could."

Minerva came around the sofa and handed Zoe's father a sooty piece of parchment then pulled her own wand from her robes in order to siphon off all the ash and filth she'd accumulated in her journey through the fire. Zoe watched as her father took the message and read it.

After just a few moments, he spun around to face the stairs so quickly that Zoe was certain he'd seen her wide, astonished eyes as she hurriedly crouched back out of view. An instant later, the bookcase was thrown completely open by a spell, exposing Zoe in her hiding place, and she knew that her assumption had been correct.

She froze where she stood, half horrified.

"Come. Here. Now," her father ordered, pointing his finger at the rug directly before him.

Not daring to upset him even more by not doing as she was told, Zoe shuffled across the floor and tried to muster up as much courage as she could, looking first at her godmother's kind, but confused face then to her father's livid one as she came to a halt in front of him.

"You used my owl to send this, I presume?" he asked bitterly, pushing the parchment into her face.

Zoe hesitated for a moment—now staring at the note in her father's hand that clearly read: 'Min, I need your help. It's urgent. Zoe' in Zoe's own, hasty, joined-handwriting—then nodded.

"I…I thought you weren't being fair. I needed help."

"You know very well that my owl is for business only and that you are forbidden to use it. As for our previous discussion: it is at an end. I have made my decision."

"You didn't even think about what I wanted!" Zoe shouted as she looked up at Severus once more and felt her previous rage start to return.

"That's the luxury of being the parent," her father roared back mockingly. "I don't have to!"

Next to the sofa, Minerva had simply stared on, completely in the dark as to what this entire argument was about.

"Whoa!" she said, stepping between the father and daughter. "What's going on? What is this all about?"

Zoe pulled her defiant, blue eyes from her father's face and turned to her godmother.

"He won't let me go to Hogwarts!"

Minerva's eyebrows shot up in surprise and she turned quickly from Zoe to Zoe's father, a look of bewilderment on her face.