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Chpt 21 Refections of the first day
Chapter 21 Reflections of the First Day
Evening of the First Day
Severus Snape’s Reflections
Severus made his way to the Headmaster’s office to give his evaluation of his sister. Her teaching style was unique, thinking of all the classes. He found himself in front of the same gargoyle he had destroyed previously, now repaired.
The gargoyle said nothing, but slipped aside to admit entrance.
“Finally learned some respect gargoyle? The Headmaster must truly care for you!” He chuckled hatefully as he started up the stairs.
“Ah Severus! I see you and my guardian have come to terms?” He asked as he prepared two large glasses of fire whiskey and handed one to the dark wizard.
“So it seems, Albus. The thing finally learned respect. If only I could do that to some of my students.” Severus sat in a chair in front of the Headmaster’s desk, sipping the firewhiskey.
“So, how were the Defense classes today?”
Severus went into detail about every class, covering her familiar, the rotting carcass and the piles of vomit that was left throughout the course of the day, left unclean.
“Headmaster, she un-silenced those portraits and caused the first and second years to cry in fright. She let the portraits scream for five minutes, demanding them to observe them. Once she silenced them, she told of the curses that afflicted them. She then went to each one and comforted them, explaining the need to know them and had the students write how they felt about each one. When the students left, it seemed that no emotional damage was done. It was unusual to see such compassion from her, based upon my previous interactions with her.”
Albus sighed and took a drink from his firewhiskey. “I suppose I will have many howlers to attend to.”
“I think not Headmaster. Remember the Wizard’s oath I told you about at dinner?” He proceeded to explain what his sister had invoked in the Wizard’s Oath.
“Really, Severus?” The Headmaster stood up suddenly to a wall a placed his hand upon it, eyes closed.
The Headmaster sat back down, confused. “Severus, the castle is sentient as it warns a Headmaster of danger. We are connected through this…” Raising his unblemished hand and waggling a finger with the Headmaster’s ring. “The castle answered that as Sara asked for something that would not endanger a student, and that it was best for her, it complied. Curious, as the moment you walked through the castle doors when the Mark was freshly burned on your arm, it alerted me to as a threat. It has not sent me a warning about your sister, and that is very disturbing.”
“I was very much a threat at the time, Headmaster.” Severus softly replied.
“I believe your assessment of your sister after viewing the penseive, Severus. It seems as she has a different agenda. Why would she let you and Mr. Malfoy live? She obviously has her own reasons. Severus, you must get close to her and find out!”
“Headmaster, you saw that penseive! She is exactly what I would have become. I cannot trust her!”
“Then allow her to open up to you if she presents the opportunity. We must find out what her true intentions are.”
Severus sighed.”I will try, Headmaster.”
“That is all I can ask of you my boy! Now, as to the scene today at breakfast at the Great Hall. You must admit Miss. Granger’s response to the rumors were very unusual for her.”
The Headmaster noticed the Potion’s Master posture change as he replied. “Miss Granger has always been one to adhere to standards. I must admit I was impressed with her rant as she named out every rumor, throwing it back into everyone’s face. My sister’s response was very interesting. There has not been one whisper of the love trio of Granger, Weasly and Brown since. Sara has effectively caused all talk of the students towards her.”
“Severus, do not be too harsh on the Head Girl. After all, she has been through much in the last few days.” The Headmaster stood up indicating the meeting was over. Severus drank down the rest of the firewhiskey and placed the glass on the Headmaster’s desk and exited.
Severus made his way towards his chambers and noticed a student waiting. Draco Malfoy.
“Godfather, we must talk!” Draco hissed with worry in his voice.
“Not here boy!” Severus quickly un-warded his chambers, dragging his godson in.
“Sir, the Defense professor! Her voice…..” Draco sputtered
“Is the Death Eater at the Revel? Yes, Draco I know. It seems she has saved us for some reasons of her own.”
“What are we going to do?” Draco whispered fearfully.
“You will continue working on the Vanishing Cabinet as the Dark Lord directed you to do. Let me worry about my sister.”
“You are related!?” Draco asked shocked.
“Yes, Draco and I expect you to keep that fact to yourself for now. I think she has some use for us. For now we must carry on as normal.”
Draco nodded, somewhat comforted that his godfather knew. He left without a word.
Severus poured himself a large helping of firewhiskey, and sat down in the chair in front of the fireplace in his study. Miss Granger. He felt himself grow hard as he remembered the words of seducing him. Ahh, if only she would! As she was of age, he would not deny her and selfishly claim her as his own. Her description of him was just perfect. He had looked to her at the Great Hall and noticed a spark in her eyes as she said the words concerning him. Her eyes showed a sort of curiosity. He then remembered his sister’s words of getting to know Miss. Granger. He determined that he was going to give her a gift for the research she performed. A gift of protection. Yes, one that will bond her to him, in a way. Hopefully, this would allow her to open up to him. He drank down the rest of his firewhiskey and proceeded to his labs.
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Hermione Granger Reflections
She had entered the Gryffindor common room and sat down next to Harry. She saw Ronald and Lavendar in a tongue fest session. “Gods! Can’t they be discrete?” She exclaimed to Harry.
Harry wisely choose not to respond.
She noticed a few First years quietly observing the lip-locked couple. Her sense of duty kicked in.
“Ronald! Lavander! I believe you have a detention with Professor Snape! Honestly, go somewhere else if you want to snog. There are First years here!”
“Hermione!” Ron lazily replied. “You are just jealous.”
“No Ronald, I am not! 25 points from Gryffindor for such an inappropriate display of affection in the common room! Go now and do your detention. You have 10 minutes to get there. Our new Defense professor does not seem to be one to brook tardiness!”
Ron grabbed up Lavander and exited out the common room, making sure Hermione noticed that he placed his hands on Lavander’s delectable ass.
“Such an asshole!” She huffed to Harry, making sure no one heard her.
“Are you okay Hermione?” Harry asked, wrapping an arm around her.
“Yes, Harry, I am. Ginny is getting a bit jealous, so I will see you in the morning.” Unwrapping his arm from her. “You really need to tell her that you love her.”
“I can’t Hermione! What if I die?!”
Hermione rubbed the hair of Harry lovingly. “Would you feel better if you have not experienced love before you died? Things are unsure in this life, and Defense Professor Snape made me realize it. Pursue her Harry, have a bit of happiness before the days grow dark. You know that it is coming as sure as the sun rises and sets.”
Hermione rose and left her best friend to his thoughts and proceeded to her room. Thankfully, as Head Girl, l there was no roommates.
She lay down on her bed. During her rant, when she looked to the potions professor, she noticed a hint of longing in his eyes. Gods! He was right! She was so wrapped up in her studies that she ignored her own feelings. She always thought that she and Ronald were meant to be together. Reflecting back, she was happy of Ronald’s indiscretion as she realized her feelings for the cold potions professor. Whatever was she going to do! There were whispers of him not being a good man. She knew that it was not true as she fell asleep, reflecting of his words from the previous day, her fantasies involving an unattainable, dark, and angsty wizard.
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Sara’s Reflections
It took the detention students three hours to clean up the filth of her classroom. She had hated the state of it, but impressed the younger years. She had pointed out the vomit was from older students and from first years to fifth, not one pile of vomit was from them. A fact they took proudly from her class.
Ah! The excitement and complete trust in her! She had felt a slight healing of her soul in her classes. After all, innocence and love healed a damaged soul, and hers was most damaged.
She sent along her bond. ***Bootstray! Slightly! A revelation to our prophecy! Harry Potter for our Chosen One!****
****Are you sure? Bootstray asked. ****
***Absolutely! I am coming home this weekend. What information do you have on my brother? ***
***It is interesting Sara. Slightly replied***
***Very well! I will see you on the weekend, if my Dark Lord allows it. Be well brothers!”
She closed the connection, feeling the presence of Bootstray. She fell to her bed, imagining Bootstray beside her, kissing her as he rubbed his hands up her naked body. Gahh! She forced the fantasy from her. She needed remain focused. She fell asleep fitfully, dreaming of a red bearded wizard.
Evening of the First Day
Severus Snape’s Reflections
Severus made his way to the Headmaster’s office to give his evaluation of his sister. Her teaching style was unique, thinking of all the classes. He found himself in front of the same gargoyle he had destroyed previously, now repaired.
The gargoyle said nothing, but slipped aside to admit entrance.
“Finally learned some respect gargoyle? The Headmaster must truly care for you!” He chuckled hatefully as he started up the stairs.
“Ah Severus! I see you and my guardian have come to terms?” He asked as he prepared two large glasses of fire whiskey and handed one to the dark wizard.
“So it seems, Albus. The thing finally learned respect. If only I could do that to some of my students.” Severus sat in a chair in front of the Headmaster’s desk, sipping the firewhiskey.
“So, how were the Defense classes today?”
Severus went into detail about every class, covering her familiar, the rotting carcass and the piles of vomit that was left throughout the course of the day, left unclean.
“Headmaster, she un-silenced those portraits and caused the first and second years to cry in fright. She let the portraits scream for five minutes, demanding them to observe them. Once she silenced them, she told of the curses that afflicted them. She then went to each one and comforted them, explaining the need to know them and had the students write how they felt about each one. When the students left, it seemed that no emotional damage was done. It was unusual to see such compassion from her, based upon my previous interactions with her.”
Albus sighed and took a drink from his firewhiskey. “I suppose I will have many howlers to attend to.”
“I think not Headmaster. Remember the Wizard’s oath I told you about at dinner?” He proceeded to explain what his sister had invoked in the Wizard’s Oath.
“Really, Severus?” The Headmaster stood up suddenly to a wall a placed his hand upon it, eyes closed.
The Headmaster sat back down, confused. “Severus, the castle is sentient as it warns a Headmaster of danger. We are connected through this…” Raising his unblemished hand and waggling a finger with the Headmaster’s ring. “The castle answered that as Sara asked for something that would not endanger a student, and that it was best for her, it complied. Curious, as the moment you walked through the castle doors when the Mark was freshly burned on your arm, it alerted me to as a threat. It has not sent me a warning about your sister, and that is very disturbing.”
“I was very much a threat at the time, Headmaster.” Severus softly replied.
“I believe your assessment of your sister after viewing the penseive, Severus. It seems as she has a different agenda. Why would she let you and Mr. Malfoy live? She obviously has her own reasons. Severus, you must get close to her and find out!”
“Headmaster, you saw that penseive! She is exactly what I would have become. I cannot trust her!”
“Then allow her to open up to you if she presents the opportunity. We must find out what her true intentions are.”
Severus sighed.”I will try, Headmaster.”
“That is all I can ask of you my boy! Now, as to the scene today at breakfast at the Great Hall. You must admit Miss. Granger’s response to the rumors were very unusual for her.”
The Headmaster noticed the Potion’s Master posture change as he replied. “Miss Granger has always been one to adhere to standards. I must admit I was impressed with her rant as she named out every rumor, throwing it back into everyone’s face. My sister’s response was very interesting. There has not been one whisper of the love trio of Granger, Weasly and Brown since. Sara has effectively caused all talk of the students towards her.”
“Severus, do not be too harsh on the Head Girl. After all, she has been through much in the last few days.” The Headmaster stood up indicating the meeting was over. Severus drank down the rest of the firewhiskey and placed the glass on the Headmaster’s desk and exited.
Severus made his way towards his chambers and noticed a student waiting. Draco Malfoy.
“Godfather, we must talk!” Draco hissed with worry in his voice.
“Not here boy!” Severus quickly un-warded his chambers, dragging his godson in.
“Sir, the Defense professor! Her voice…..” Draco sputtered
“Is the Death Eater at the Revel? Yes, Draco I know. It seems she has saved us for some reasons of her own.”
“What are we going to do?” Draco whispered fearfully.
“You will continue working on the Vanishing Cabinet as the Dark Lord directed you to do. Let me worry about my sister.”
“You are related!?” Draco asked shocked.
“Yes, Draco and I expect you to keep that fact to yourself for now. I think she has some use for us. For now we must carry on as normal.”
Draco nodded, somewhat comforted that his godfather knew. He left without a word.
Severus poured himself a large helping of firewhiskey, and sat down in the chair in front of the fireplace in his study. Miss Granger. He felt himself grow hard as he remembered the words of seducing him. Ahh, if only she would! As she was of age, he would not deny her and selfishly claim her as his own. Her description of him was just perfect. He had looked to her at the Great Hall and noticed a spark in her eyes as she said the words concerning him. Her eyes showed a sort of curiosity. He then remembered his sister’s words of getting to know Miss. Granger. He determined that he was going to give her a gift for the research she performed. A gift of protection. Yes, one that will bond her to him, in a way. Hopefully, this would allow her to open up to him. He drank down the rest of his firewhiskey and proceeded to his labs.
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Hermione Granger Reflections
She had entered the Gryffindor common room and sat down next to Harry. She saw Ronald and Lavendar in a tongue fest session. “Gods! Can’t they be discrete?” She exclaimed to Harry.
Harry wisely choose not to respond.
She noticed a few First years quietly observing the lip-locked couple. Her sense of duty kicked in.
“Ronald! Lavander! I believe you have a detention with Professor Snape! Honestly, go somewhere else if you want to snog. There are First years here!”
“Hermione!” Ron lazily replied. “You are just jealous.”
“No Ronald, I am not! 25 points from Gryffindor for such an inappropriate display of affection in the common room! Go now and do your detention. You have 10 minutes to get there. Our new Defense professor does not seem to be one to brook tardiness!”
Ron grabbed up Lavander and exited out the common room, making sure Hermione noticed that he placed his hands on Lavander’s delectable ass.
“Such an asshole!” She huffed to Harry, making sure no one heard her.
“Are you okay Hermione?” Harry asked, wrapping an arm around her.
“Yes, Harry, I am. Ginny is getting a bit jealous, so I will see you in the morning.” Unwrapping his arm from her. “You really need to tell her that you love her.”
“I can’t Hermione! What if I die?!”
Hermione rubbed the hair of Harry lovingly. “Would you feel better if you have not experienced love before you died? Things are unsure in this life, and Defense Professor Snape made me realize it. Pursue her Harry, have a bit of happiness before the days grow dark. You know that it is coming as sure as the sun rises and sets.”
Hermione rose and left her best friend to his thoughts and proceeded to her room. Thankfully, as Head Girl, l there was no roommates.
She lay down on her bed. During her rant, when she looked to the potions professor, she noticed a hint of longing in his eyes. Gods! He was right! She was so wrapped up in her studies that she ignored her own feelings. She always thought that she and Ronald were meant to be together. Reflecting back, she was happy of Ronald’s indiscretion as she realized her feelings for the cold potions professor. Whatever was she going to do! There were whispers of him not being a good man. She knew that it was not true as she fell asleep, reflecting of his words from the previous day, her fantasies involving an unattainable, dark, and angsty wizard.
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Sara’s Reflections
It took the detention students three hours to clean up the filth of her classroom. She had hated the state of it, but impressed the younger years. She had pointed out the vomit was from older students and from first years to fifth, not one pile of vomit was from them. A fact they took proudly from her class.
Ah! The excitement and complete trust in her! She had felt a slight healing of her soul in her classes. After all, innocence and love healed a damaged soul, and hers was most damaged.
She sent along her bond. ***Bootstray! Slightly! A revelation to our prophecy! Harry Potter for our Chosen One!****
****Are you sure? Bootstray asked. ****
***Absolutely! I am coming home this weekend. What information do you have on my brother? ***
***It is interesting Sara. Slightly replied***
***Very well! I will see you on the weekend, if my Dark Lord allows it. Be well brothers!”
She closed the connection, feeling the presence of Bootstray. She fell to her bed, imagining Bootstray beside her, kissing her as he rubbed his hands up her naked body. Gahh! She forced the fantasy from her. She needed remain focused. She fell asleep fitfully, dreaming of a red bearded wizard.