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Back to Hogwarts
Too Much Love Will Kill You
3 – Back to Hogwarts
Yes, he remembered each and every second of that moment. He had even treasured it as his arms, his hands, his whole body, remembered her body against his, her sweet smell, her long hair, her warmth. He also remembered the distraught gaze in her eyes. Her pale gray eyes, which gave her an even more mysterious look.
And now she was to come back into his life. Severus sighed. There had been no more women in his life since that moment, than there had been before it. Curiously, the only thing he seemed to remember with acuteness was that particular sensation, body against body. A sensation that roused a craving in him.
His mind needed a distraction, otherwise his body may go out of control. A trip to Knockturn Alley was not in his schedule…
Severus went to his office and opened a drawer. There, there was a wand, delicately wrapped in paper. He opened the wrapping and found the owl message he had rolled around the wand. A message he had received years ago. He unrolled it and read it again :
***
Dear Professor Snape,
You had asked me to advise you as to the identity of the person who would buy the same wand as yours. I’m glad to inform you that a young Hogwarts student has just bought the other twin wand today. Her name is Miss Lorena Nottingham. She should enter Hogwarts this coming September.
Hoping you will find the above information useful, I remain
Yours faithfully
Ollivander
***
Severus, as a double agent, had deemed it essential to know who would own the twin wand to his own. He wanted to know if that person may be a threat to him one day, should he need to engage a fight with them – against his own wand in sort of. Ollivander had gathered that and had kept to his word as to forward him the information he needed.
Her wand. It was very similar to his own. Black, with an ornate handle. Ebony with a phoenix talon core. Very powerful wands. Though each wand was unique, this one was its twin to the one he owned, both in appearance and texture – and most likely power. He wondered then why the student had chosen such a wand. Well, some things were a mystery, even to Professor Snape. Wandlore was among them. Wands were said to choose their owners, so most likely this one had chosen the now blind girl as its owner.
The only difference with the wand belonging to Severus, was that Lorena Nottingham’s wand was a couple of inches shorter, 13’ for Severus’, 11’ for the girl’s. Otherwise, the handle had the same carvings and was made of the same wood and core.
And now would be the time to give it back to its legitimate owner. Severus sighed again, the girl’s wand in his hand. Even in his hand, it had a nice feeling. He tried a few innocuous spells around and it responded to him efficiently. He used it for the wards and a bit of transfiguration. The wand channeled his magic with rapidity and power. He wondered if she would feel the same thing with his own wand in her hand. He tried again this time with his left hand – the wand replied even better – while this was not his wand hand. He remembered that the girl was left-handed both for writing and wand-waving. He was puzzled. Maybe Dumbledore has an explanation.
He sighed. Given her abilities, she may not need a wand any longer. All the same. A witch or a wizard without a wand… that was weird. Casting spells wandlessly, silently, was indeed a useful talent but all the same.
Suddenly, he got an idea. She would need some help to read the books or instructions or whatever required during her schooling. He knew then how he could help her. He had always been good at creating new spells, hexes and curses. He was sure the one he had in mind would be most useful to her. Thinking so, he began to think about a way to make that wand even more special to its true master.
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Lorena Nottingham had arrived at Hogwarts a few days after the end of the academic year. All the students had left the castle by then. Albus Dumbledore, in his great wisdom, had made an exception for her. He had deemed she should spend most of her summer time here in Hogwarts so that she could get accustomed to the place again. He was confident she remembered the place very well and as such, she would feel at ease by September 1st. The girl had agreed to his idea and was very eager to come back to the castle.
Albus Dumbledore had Apparated to the institution for the blind where she had lived and been trained for almost a year. He had come back with her at his arm. Then they had made the way back to Hogwarts, chatting together, him guiding her and explaining her that she would be under the close protection of one of her teachers there. She would be safe there. Her security was his primary concern.
She was in a great shape and obviously happy to return to Hogwarts. That would mean coming back to a normal life and probably being able to complete her education and become a mediwitch, as she wanted to be one. Spending a year in two medical institutions had strengthened her resolve in this regard.
Lorena had never been told about the true reason for her becoming blind, although she strongly suspected a magical reason. The people at St. Mungo and at the institution for the blind had also concurred. Strangely enough, nobody had told her and she had been too busy to adapt herself and learn how to live with her new disability to get to know the truth. Somehow she knew that one day, she would be told. Coming back to Hogwarts may also mean she would get to know everything about it. She had many questions in her mind and so few answers. Now was the time to get them.
Dumbledore led her into his office and offered her a cup of tea. He wanted to observe her. Unlike most blind people, she did not wear dark glasses. Her eyes were still of that pale gray that could be both compelling and frightening. She also wore a dark green velvet gown, cut in a medieval fashion, which suited her forms very well, with a long white undershirt under and a light green cloak over.
She removed her cloak without help, and truly, save for her motionless eyes, nobody could have supposed at first sight that she was blind. She took a sip of her cup of tea all the most naturally – which impressed Dumbledore.
Lorena had grown up into a beautiful woman. She was 17, legally an adult in the wizarding world, turning to 18 by next early September. She was no longer a child, not even a teenager. Her face showed maturity. Anybody would have said that she was in her early twenties, no less.
“So, Professor Dumbledore, who is to protect me ?”
“I’ve asked him to come here.”
“Him ?”
“Yes.” When Dumbledore did not wish to expand, he knew how to make sure the other people got his point. Lorena knew it and she did not insist. Soon her acute hearing heard footsteps in the stairwell leading to the Headmaster’s office. The door opened and she knew that her ‘protector’ had arrived.
“Ah, come in, my friend,” Dumbledore exclaimed. “Come and have a cup of tea with us !”
Hearing that, the Slytherin student rose to her feet in a gesture of politeness. She had turned her head towards the visitor who had just entered the office.
Severus looked at the girl – no, the young woman – sitting in the same room. His jaw dropped slightly. He could hardly recognize the girl he had held in his arms about a year ago. An old memory came back to him, when he had held her close to him, when he had quieted her down from her fit of panic, when he had dabbed her tears. Today, those same pale gray eyes were looking in his direction. Bewitching and ensnaring.
“Miss Nottingham…” he said in acknowledgement.
A smile crept on the girl’s lips when hearing a deep, rich, silky voice she had associated forever with comfort. “Professor Snape !”
He was surprised that she had recognized him. She must have sensed it somehow. “I recognized your voice,” she stated with a smile, as if she had read the question in his mind.
Her own voice must have given her away as she seemed to be pleased to meet him. And she was. She had not forgotten that fateful morning when he had soothed her. She had felt good between his arms then. He was so different than when he was in class ! Her memory of him as he had been with her on that morning was still vivid in her mind. She knew that he would protect her, not only because he was a great wizard, but because he had been there then and had managed to sooth her from her anxiety.
“Lorena, Professor Snape will be your guide and protector here, as your Head of House. He will ensure that you may feel good here again. Also, I had asked him to check whether you’d be able to follow class. I believe so but we need to know in case your condition requires a few adjustments on our part for your schooling. You’re not the first blind person to attend Hogwarts but we need to know to which extent you may need help. He’ll help you choose the various NEWT subjects, the most appropriate to suit your wishes of career and your disability.”
“Yes, sir,” she replied. “I understand. Thank you.”
She sensed something else too. She admitted that the old Headmaster was right. She needed some time before resuming class to make sure she would be able to follow. But she felt something else was at hand.
“Alright, if everything’s in good order, you may go. Professor Snape will guide you in the castle.”
“Excuse me, Professor Dumbledore, but there’s something I need to know,” the girl said. “Something I’ve never been told.”
Severus and Albus exchanged a glance. They both knew that they could not escape it and that one day, they would have to tell the truth about her predicament.
“Go ahead, Lorena.”
“Why… why did I become… blind ?” She swallowed. “I’ve waited for that moment, to be in front of you, Professor Dumbledore, to get the truth, because I know you know it.”
The old Headmaster glanced another time towards his Potions Master. Severus nodded slightly.
“Sit down, my child,” Albus said. “Your blindness didn’t arrive by chance. It was cast on you by a malevolent being, for an evil purpose.”
Lorena’s features hardened. “But for what purposes ? And by whom ?”
This time, Severus spoke. “The Dark Lord cast it on you. As for the purpose, we suspect that he wanted your training here prevented. Stopping it with a disability was a solution.”
She looked suspicious. “He could have just killed me, couldn’t he ? That would have sorted out the issue.”
“No, Lorena,” Albus went on. “The Dark Lord wants you alive. Your powers and abilities are what interest him.” And your virtue too.
“My… powers and abilities ?”
“Yes, my child. He thought then that if you were removed from Hogwarts, you may be more sensitive to, say, his… point of view. We had learnt that he was planning to get over you and kidnap you from the institution you were. We had little time ahead so we took action as soon as the opportunity arose. You wanted to come back here to finish your schooling and you need protection from the plans Voldemort has in stock for you. Hogwarts can grant you that protection.”
And that is not everything but I think we do not need to frighten you with the rest, the old Headmaster thought. He had deliberately omitted the part involving the ritual about the girl’s virginity.
“I see,” she replied thoughtfully, measuring all the implications.
“Your powers are huge, young lady,” Dumbledore stated. “Not every student can perform wandless and non-verbal magic as well as you do from the start, like you did when arriving here. Not every student is a contact telepath like you are. It means that you have very important abilities. Voldemort is after you for that purpose. You’re a very powerful witch.” He paused. “Professor Snape will ensure you will have a good control of Occlumency. This skill will be most useful to you. You’ll be integrated in the sixth year class in September. He’ll make sure that you haven’t forgotten everything during your absence either. Besides protecting you.”
That was said. Lorena knew she had not a lot to say after that. Sadness showed on her face for a brief moment. A feeling of powerlessness crept inside her but she crushed it mercilessly in a true Slytherin fashion. “Does that mean that… that the curse may be lifted one day ?” Her voice was sure this time.
“It’s possible indeed, Miss Nottingham. We cannot promise you anything in this regard though as it depends on an important factor.”
“The caster’s death ?”
“Yes,” Severus replied.
She turned her head towards him to acknowledge him. “I’m sure we’ll find a way. There are many ways to win victories,” she said with a cold, determined edge in her voice – there again in a pure Slytherin fashion. Her eyes were still motionless but there was something dangerous now glinting in them.
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3 – Back to Hogwarts
Yes, he remembered each and every second of that moment. He had even treasured it as his arms, his hands, his whole body, remembered her body against his, her sweet smell, her long hair, her warmth. He also remembered the distraught gaze in her eyes. Her pale gray eyes, which gave her an even more mysterious look.
And now she was to come back into his life. Severus sighed. There had been no more women in his life since that moment, than there had been before it. Curiously, the only thing he seemed to remember with acuteness was that particular sensation, body against body. A sensation that roused a craving in him.
His mind needed a distraction, otherwise his body may go out of control. A trip to Knockturn Alley was not in his schedule…
Severus went to his office and opened a drawer. There, there was a wand, delicately wrapped in paper. He opened the wrapping and found the owl message he had rolled around the wand. A message he had received years ago. He unrolled it and read it again :
***
Dear Professor Snape,
You had asked me to advise you as to the identity of the person who would buy the same wand as yours. I’m glad to inform you that a young Hogwarts student has just bought the other twin wand today. Her name is Miss Lorena Nottingham. She should enter Hogwarts this coming September.
Hoping you will find the above information useful, I remain
Yours faithfully
Ollivander
***
Severus, as a double agent, had deemed it essential to know who would own the twin wand to his own. He wanted to know if that person may be a threat to him one day, should he need to engage a fight with them – against his own wand in sort of. Ollivander had gathered that and had kept to his word as to forward him the information he needed.
Her wand. It was very similar to his own. Black, with an ornate handle. Ebony with a phoenix talon core. Very powerful wands. Though each wand was unique, this one was its twin to the one he owned, both in appearance and texture – and most likely power. He wondered then why the student had chosen such a wand. Well, some things were a mystery, even to Professor Snape. Wandlore was among them. Wands were said to choose their owners, so most likely this one had chosen the now blind girl as its owner.
The only difference with the wand belonging to Severus, was that Lorena Nottingham’s wand was a couple of inches shorter, 13’ for Severus’, 11’ for the girl’s. Otherwise, the handle had the same carvings and was made of the same wood and core.
And now would be the time to give it back to its legitimate owner. Severus sighed again, the girl’s wand in his hand. Even in his hand, it had a nice feeling. He tried a few innocuous spells around and it responded to him efficiently. He used it for the wards and a bit of transfiguration. The wand channeled his magic with rapidity and power. He wondered if she would feel the same thing with his own wand in her hand. He tried again this time with his left hand – the wand replied even better – while this was not his wand hand. He remembered that the girl was left-handed both for writing and wand-waving. He was puzzled. Maybe Dumbledore has an explanation.
He sighed. Given her abilities, she may not need a wand any longer. All the same. A witch or a wizard without a wand… that was weird. Casting spells wandlessly, silently, was indeed a useful talent but all the same.
Suddenly, he got an idea. She would need some help to read the books or instructions or whatever required during her schooling. He knew then how he could help her. He had always been good at creating new spells, hexes and curses. He was sure the one he had in mind would be most useful to her. Thinking so, he began to think about a way to make that wand even more special to its true master.
*-*-*
Lorena Nottingham had arrived at Hogwarts a few days after the end of the academic year. All the students had left the castle by then. Albus Dumbledore, in his great wisdom, had made an exception for her. He had deemed she should spend most of her summer time here in Hogwarts so that she could get accustomed to the place again. He was confident she remembered the place very well and as such, she would feel at ease by September 1st. The girl had agreed to his idea and was very eager to come back to the castle.
Albus Dumbledore had Apparated to the institution for the blind where she had lived and been trained for almost a year. He had come back with her at his arm. Then they had made the way back to Hogwarts, chatting together, him guiding her and explaining her that she would be under the close protection of one of her teachers there. She would be safe there. Her security was his primary concern.
She was in a great shape and obviously happy to return to Hogwarts. That would mean coming back to a normal life and probably being able to complete her education and become a mediwitch, as she wanted to be one. Spending a year in two medical institutions had strengthened her resolve in this regard.
Lorena had never been told about the true reason for her becoming blind, although she strongly suspected a magical reason. The people at St. Mungo and at the institution for the blind had also concurred. Strangely enough, nobody had told her and she had been too busy to adapt herself and learn how to live with her new disability to get to know the truth. Somehow she knew that one day, she would be told. Coming back to Hogwarts may also mean she would get to know everything about it. She had many questions in her mind and so few answers. Now was the time to get them.
Dumbledore led her into his office and offered her a cup of tea. He wanted to observe her. Unlike most blind people, she did not wear dark glasses. Her eyes were still of that pale gray that could be both compelling and frightening. She also wore a dark green velvet gown, cut in a medieval fashion, which suited her forms very well, with a long white undershirt under and a light green cloak over.
She removed her cloak without help, and truly, save for her motionless eyes, nobody could have supposed at first sight that she was blind. She took a sip of her cup of tea all the most naturally – which impressed Dumbledore.
Lorena had grown up into a beautiful woman. She was 17, legally an adult in the wizarding world, turning to 18 by next early September. She was no longer a child, not even a teenager. Her face showed maturity. Anybody would have said that she was in her early twenties, no less.
“So, Professor Dumbledore, who is to protect me ?”
“I’ve asked him to come here.”
“Him ?”
“Yes.” When Dumbledore did not wish to expand, he knew how to make sure the other people got his point. Lorena knew it and she did not insist. Soon her acute hearing heard footsteps in the stairwell leading to the Headmaster’s office. The door opened and she knew that her ‘protector’ had arrived.
“Ah, come in, my friend,” Dumbledore exclaimed. “Come and have a cup of tea with us !”
Hearing that, the Slytherin student rose to her feet in a gesture of politeness. She had turned her head towards the visitor who had just entered the office.
Severus looked at the girl – no, the young woman – sitting in the same room. His jaw dropped slightly. He could hardly recognize the girl he had held in his arms about a year ago. An old memory came back to him, when he had held her close to him, when he had quieted her down from her fit of panic, when he had dabbed her tears. Today, those same pale gray eyes were looking in his direction. Bewitching and ensnaring.
“Miss Nottingham…” he said in acknowledgement.
A smile crept on the girl’s lips when hearing a deep, rich, silky voice she had associated forever with comfort. “Professor Snape !”
He was surprised that she had recognized him. She must have sensed it somehow. “I recognized your voice,” she stated with a smile, as if she had read the question in his mind.
Her own voice must have given her away as she seemed to be pleased to meet him. And she was. She had not forgotten that fateful morning when he had soothed her. She had felt good between his arms then. He was so different than when he was in class ! Her memory of him as he had been with her on that morning was still vivid in her mind. She knew that he would protect her, not only because he was a great wizard, but because he had been there then and had managed to sooth her from her anxiety.
“Lorena, Professor Snape will be your guide and protector here, as your Head of House. He will ensure that you may feel good here again. Also, I had asked him to check whether you’d be able to follow class. I believe so but we need to know in case your condition requires a few adjustments on our part for your schooling. You’re not the first blind person to attend Hogwarts but we need to know to which extent you may need help. He’ll help you choose the various NEWT subjects, the most appropriate to suit your wishes of career and your disability.”
“Yes, sir,” she replied. “I understand. Thank you.”
She sensed something else too. She admitted that the old Headmaster was right. She needed some time before resuming class to make sure she would be able to follow. But she felt something else was at hand.
“Alright, if everything’s in good order, you may go. Professor Snape will guide you in the castle.”
“Excuse me, Professor Dumbledore, but there’s something I need to know,” the girl said. “Something I’ve never been told.”
Severus and Albus exchanged a glance. They both knew that they could not escape it and that one day, they would have to tell the truth about her predicament.
“Go ahead, Lorena.”
“Why… why did I become… blind ?” She swallowed. “I’ve waited for that moment, to be in front of you, Professor Dumbledore, to get the truth, because I know you know it.”
The old Headmaster glanced another time towards his Potions Master. Severus nodded slightly.
“Sit down, my child,” Albus said. “Your blindness didn’t arrive by chance. It was cast on you by a malevolent being, for an evil purpose.”
Lorena’s features hardened. “But for what purposes ? And by whom ?”
This time, Severus spoke. “The Dark Lord cast it on you. As for the purpose, we suspect that he wanted your training here prevented. Stopping it with a disability was a solution.”
She looked suspicious. “He could have just killed me, couldn’t he ? That would have sorted out the issue.”
“No, Lorena,” Albus went on. “The Dark Lord wants you alive. Your powers and abilities are what interest him.” And your virtue too.
“My… powers and abilities ?”
“Yes, my child. He thought then that if you were removed from Hogwarts, you may be more sensitive to, say, his… point of view. We had learnt that he was planning to get over you and kidnap you from the institution you were. We had little time ahead so we took action as soon as the opportunity arose. You wanted to come back here to finish your schooling and you need protection from the plans Voldemort has in stock for you. Hogwarts can grant you that protection.”
And that is not everything but I think we do not need to frighten you with the rest, the old Headmaster thought. He had deliberately omitted the part involving the ritual about the girl’s virginity.
“I see,” she replied thoughtfully, measuring all the implications.
“Your powers are huge, young lady,” Dumbledore stated. “Not every student can perform wandless and non-verbal magic as well as you do from the start, like you did when arriving here. Not every student is a contact telepath like you are. It means that you have very important abilities. Voldemort is after you for that purpose. You’re a very powerful witch.” He paused. “Professor Snape will ensure you will have a good control of Occlumency. This skill will be most useful to you. You’ll be integrated in the sixth year class in September. He’ll make sure that you haven’t forgotten everything during your absence either. Besides protecting you.”
That was said. Lorena knew she had not a lot to say after that. Sadness showed on her face for a brief moment. A feeling of powerlessness crept inside her but she crushed it mercilessly in a true Slytherin fashion. “Does that mean that… that the curse may be lifted one day ?” Her voice was sure this time.
“It’s possible indeed, Miss Nottingham. We cannot promise you anything in this regard though as it depends on an important factor.”
“The caster’s death ?”
“Yes,” Severus replied.
She turned her head towards him to acknowledge him. “I’m sure we’ll find a way. There are many ways to win victories,” she said with a cold, determined edge in her voice – there again in a pure Slytherin fashion. Her eyes were still motionless but there was something dangerous now glinting in them.
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