Heart\'s Journal

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Chapter 2 - Fools Fall In
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The sickly yellow potion was almost complete just a pinch of hellebore and a few minutes simmering. Severus smirked as he thought about his scathing reply. The fool would surely rue the day they decided to tangle with Severus Snape. “Rue the day”… Where in seven hells had that come from? What was he a penny-ante villain?

Severus added the hellebore and stirred the brew exactly six times clockwise then four times counter. He smiled with satisfaction as the syrupy liquid turned a startling blue. Severus turned the fey-flame a bit lower under the cauldron and set a 10-minute hourglass to chime. Ten minutes and he could set the fool on their ass.

Severus smirked when he put the final flourish on his signature. Now all he had to do was wait for the idiot to write another entry in the journal. The potion that would strengthen the linking charm from this book to the original book had brewed perfectly. It had taken a grueling 96 hours but it was complete and it was perfect. Now he would be able to write the scathing reply that his fingers had actually been itching to write for the last four days.

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Oct 5, 2003

I have just spent the good part of four days brewing a potion that will ultimately tell me who the pathetic little fool is that dares tangle with Severus Snape.

Once I find out who you are, your house will have no hope in ever recuperating the house points you will loose and you will not see the light of day for the remainder of the term; as you will be spending every free moment serving detentions with myself in the dungeons.

Hugs and kisses my arse-

Severus Snape
Slytherin Head of House

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Oct 5, 2003
Dear Prof Snape,

Imagine my surprise and shock when I found your writing just drying in my journal. I sat for several minutes not quite believing or comprehending what I had just seen. Yet when all else fails, theminemingly unbelievable must be true. You were actually writing back to me! I am honored that you went to so much trouble over \'me\'.

As for who I am... My name is Lissa Fendley. My \'house\' is actually a cheap trailer in Johnson City, Tennessee... USA. Please... find me and keep me in the dungeons with you! Detentions are fine. Just get me away from here!

And you want me hug and kiss your arse? Ok... You have to do a few things for me in return though. Could be fun! Try it. He hee.

Lissa Fendley
Crewman at McDonald\'s

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Lissa had nearly stopped breathing went she saw the words forming on her journal\'s pages and then wasn\'t sure if she should be angry or laugh at his assumption that she was a student at Hogwarts. Oh, a very wicked streak shot through her as she wrote her reply and she hoped he was still there to read the words forming on his end! She sniffed and coughed suddenly and felt a fever begin to radiate outward. Gods! Her flu was getting worse! Maybe he would be gracious enough to help her with a potion for it. She would have to wait for his reply to see.

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Severus turned back to where the book lay open on his worktable and had watched in wonder as words began to flow across the page.

Tennessee? In the states? Severus checked the potion and the linking charm for the fifth time. It couldn’t be. A woman was even remotely interested in him? Did hell suddenly freeze over? Or maybe Voldemort had suddenly taken to cuddling puppies? He still couldn’t believe it. It had been far too long since he had even considered a relationship of any kind. He wasn’t even sure he knew how to talk to a woman civilly. He had insulted the woman as well. She probably didn’t even realize that he would be prto tto the thoughts she put down in her journal.

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Oct 5, 2003
Dear Ms. Fendley,

Please accept my sincerest apologies for my harsh language.

Though it is no excuse for my appalling behavior I can only offer one explanation. In my position one becomes accustomed to practical jokes from the students one teaches. These ‘jokes’ must be dealt with harshly and immediately before all control is lost.

I believe that the adage ‘Assume… makes an ass of u and me” applies here, and only to myself.

May I ask why write to me? How do you even know of me? In your first entry you mentioned books. What did you mean?

As for hugging and kissing my ass… We shall see, my dear.

Respectfully,
Severus

P.S. What is a McDonald’s?

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Oct 5, 2003
Dear Prof Snape,

There is no need for apologies. I understand your position as a teacher. Especially when dealwithwith the \'Golden Trio\". The new Marauders? Hmmm. Besides, I would never consider playing a practical joke on you till we were *much* better acquainted and I knew my limits. *smirks* Don\'t think you have escaped that fate forever though. *chuckles* And BTW (by the way), you are *not* an ass....although I understand you have a very nice one.

Why write to you? Ooooooo. That is a toughie. *sigh* Still trust is not given but earned through give and take. There is a set of books written here by a very talentedhor hor that has documented the last five years at Hogwarts focusing mainly on Harry Potter. The boy seemed ok at first but he is really becoming quite an ass, egotistical and... well, a teenager! Ugh! Anyhow, you are featured prominently as well and I know of how you have tried to help Harry throughout the years and how he...there are not words enough to describe my fury in how he deals with you! He definitely needs the rest of the Order of Phoenix to stop mollycoddling him!needneeds to grow up! ARGH!! Don\'t get me started!

Why you? I think that you and I are very much alike in many ways. No....I don\'t live in a magical community but muggles have their own criteria for what makes one popular and what makes you a target. I was beat up everyday in the bathrooms of my school for 7 years and my mother would not believe me. I learned to endure. I learned to hide my weaker emotions from them least weakness be found. Sound familiar? But...I ramble and I would rather hear ou. ou. Tell me of you....

Could I ask a small favor? Do you have a cure for influenza? If so...can you walk me through the recipe and hopefully I have all the ingredients. Please? I am rather miserable right now.

McDonald\'s is the name of a fast food restaurant chain. They have thousands all over the world in over 108 countries. Hehe

Thanks for writing back. Will you continue?

Lissa


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