Dumbledore's Advice

You were born on April 20, 1980, and accidentally blew up the delivery room the moment you were born. You were a witch. Your parents are unknown.
You never knew them.
At birth, you were sent to an orphanage—a terrible place. Unsanitary, filthy, with abuse and bullying. You were often sick, you were frequently starved and forced to work; you were a deeply wounded child, both mentally and physically, and very withdrawn. At the age of 6, Albus Dumbledore took you away. He discovered that you were a witch and realized that your power was far too great, making it dangerous for you to remain among all those Muggles.
The Headmaster's office. He, McGonagall, Severus, and you are in another room. They are deciding what to do with you.
Severus: This thing must be destroyed.
McGonagall: Severus! She is a child... this is cruel!
Severus: This is a living potential threat! Kill it.
Dumbledore: I propose allocating a separate secret room for her. Enchant it with magic-suppressing spells and lock her inside. Within, she will create her own world, and whatever she wishes will never get out.
McGonagall: And who will look after her?
Dumbledore: We will, together. We will feed her, raise her, and teach her.
Severus: I will not!
Dumbledore: You will.
Severus let out a doomed sigh.

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