Loving You Through Time

Title: Loving You Through Time.
Author: Sylvanus
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: extremely OOC and may be HBP spoiler
Pairing: HPSS
Summary: Post-war, a classical potion accident with unlikely result...
Disclaimer: Anything you recognise belongs to J.K. Rowling, etc… I own nothing, make no money from anything, and am writing this purely for personal enjoyment…

The one who taught Defence


Two weeks have passed since the welcoming feast. Siofra learned more about social status thanks to Narcissa. She couldn’t help but notice the similarities between Narcissa and Hermione. They both have a thirst for knowledge and the same love of arythmency. In Severus, she found a companion in pranks with the same interest in defensive spells and Gray magic. While like Hermione, Narcissa was the voice of reason (and her ‘teacher in Slytherin etiquette’), Severus was her anchor, a reminder of what is to come.

After many encounters with the Marauders, the school was divided between the trio and the kings of pranks. The house of Salazar seemed to have gained new defenders. Their Head of house even started to turn completely deaf since Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew were found lying in the Astronomy tower both tied up like sausages and only wearing their boxers.

Siofra was sitting under a willow near the lake, the trio now meeting spot, while Narcissa was combing her hair. The blonde girl loved Siofra’s long hair, ‘Bella didn’t like it when I tried to comb hers and it wasn’t easy to brush.’ She had said. Soon both girls became very good friends, almost sisters.

“I can’t believe it! How could they turn your hair red! You are lucky that I know a little about those tricks! Bella and I used to be cousin Sirius’s favourite targets; you learn how his mind works after that.”

Yes, Siofra had spent the day with red hair. She had received a strange green box deliver in her rooms. She herself couldn’t understand why she opened it, hadn’t she been taught by the overly paranoid Mad-Eye Moody? ‘Constant vigilance!’

“Don’t ask me, it was like I had to open it!”

“Attractions spell.” She heard and lifting her head she saw an amused looking Snape.

Si groaned:

“A simple attracting spell? It’s impossible, I would have sense it!” she said still not looking at her friend.

“He means that some of those spells just trigger something in people to make it impossible to resist.” added Narcissa.

“In your case, I’ll say curiosity.” said the young man while sitting in front of her.

The Irish Slytherin put her face in her hands, while her companion’s smirk grew and her ‘hair dresser’ chuckled. These moments have become part of their routine.

“I heard that the new DADA teacher will be here tomorrow.” The young man added.

“Finally! Last year material was getting old!” said Siofra.

“I think that’s the best I can do.” said Narcissa while presenting a mirror to Si.

Her hair went from vibrant red to darker red. Siofra felt frustrated. She had come to love her ebony mane; it had become her favourite feature after her eyes of course. She was so happy that the famous ‘Potter hair’ was gone, combing was a relaxing task. Now it was ruined: no more ebony and little knots had appeared after different attempts to right it.

They were getting back to the hall, when their enemies appeared in front of them. Sirius Black was grinning like a pixie, Pettigrew was nervously watching them, James looked smug and Remus had that ‘I’m sorry look’ on.

“Well, well, O’Reilley decided to change her look guys. Trying to be normal, snake?”

Said Sirius, his eyes were glittering with mischief.

“Sod off Black!” said Severus.

“Or what Snivellus? I doubt that you could do anything without your cauldrons.” He sneered at the dark haired Slytherin.

Siofra stood in front of her friend.

“Do you want to check Black?”

He looked at her chuckling.

“What? Are you challenging me to duel him… like hell!”

“Just like I thought, you’re scared everyone will find out Severus defeated you.” Continued Siofra.

“That’s it!” Black said taking out his wand.

“No Sirius! McGonagall is coming…” Whispered Lupin at his left.

“You want a duel Snivellus? You’re on! Trophy room, tonight after dinner! Better be there too O’Reilley, because when I’m finished with greasy haired here, you’re next!”

Seeing their Head of house, the gang retreat to the great hall.

“What do you think you were doing?” Said a cold voice.

Siofra sighed, and turned to Severus. Narcissa looked shocked.

“I know I shouldn’t…”

“Shouldn’t? You had no right!” Without a second thought, the young man left.

“Cissa? I think that I really did it this time…”

“Well, you can’t blame him, you signed him off for a duel he doesn’t have any chance of winning…”

“He can win it! He knows as much, even more than your cousin.”

“Si, Severus is a nervous type and the only time cousin Sirius shows his Black heritage is during duels. He plays really dirty!”

“I see… Cissa you go to dinner. I’ll try and talk to Sev, you don’t mind?”

The blonde smiled and took off to the great hall.

Siofra knew that Severus was rather nervous around the Marauders. She thought that years being a target to pranks and curses will to that to someone. She just has to convince him to go. He needed to boost his self confidence. She found herself in the Slytherin library. She knew now were he spend most of his evenings and mornings.

“Severus?”

No response.

She sighed. She looked at the boy’s form at the corner of the library. ‘Well, he had it coming!’

She thought and took him by his arm, ignoring his protest and dragged him out of the Slytherin common room. Young Snape was still protesting until he noticed a house elf.

“Where are we?”

“The kitchen! We need to eat and prepare our strategy.”

“I’m not going, O’Reilley!”

“I know you don’t want to go and it wasn’t your idea, but it’s time to demolish Black’s confidence. And you can do it, Severus. You just need to relax.”

“That’s easy for you to say! You aren’t going to duel him…”

“Of course I am! And stop playing the victim, you knew that one day or another you and Black will have to face each other! It’s just now…”

They look at each other, a strange silence floating around them, like an understanding between both youth. They started to eat, each try to look at the other. During desert, Severus started to talk about his plan. Siofra smiled while listening, ‘this is fun’.

Soon they were on their way to the trophy room.

“Finally! We thought you chicken out.” Said their adversary.

“You wish!” Young Severus said.

Siofra just smirk, remembering the many times she duelled with Draco. Now she knew were this quote came from.

“O’Reilley is my second, who’s yours?”

“James.” Black said as if it was obvious (which it was).

“Well, I’m surprise the ‘headboy’ is taking part in it, does your girlfriend know?”

Potter’s ears turned red.

“Enough talk! Let’s get on with it, Snivellus.”

And Black took out his wand, Severus follow. Without a warning the Gryffindor shot his first curse. Severus dogged, before firing a stunning spell which Potter blocked with a shield. Siofra finally, joins in, taking her ‘future father’ as target.

“Stupefy” she yelled.

The headboy drop immobile on the floor. That got Sirius Black distracted.

“Expelliarmus!”

Both Gryffindors were disarmed.

“You know, I think we should leave them here… “

“Yeah, but I still need to add a final touch…”

She aimed her wand to black’s head and whispered a spell.

“What did you do?”

“Just payback! Wait tomorrow, you won’t regret it!”

Both hurried to their common room. Siofra quietly joined her and Narcissa’s room. The Blonde was in a pale blue negligee on her bed ready the latest issues of “Posh Witch”.

“Finally! How did it go?”

“Well you’ll see tomorrow!”

“Siofra!”

The Irish girl just yawned and got ready to sleep. That night she dreamt of two dark silhouettes on a marble floor dancing…

The day after, the morning call was rather hard. Narcissa had to practically drag her out of bed.

“I think your hair is getting better.” Her friend told her.

Her hair was getting less red, which was good news. They meet up with Severus at the entrance hall.

“Are they there yet?” Siofra asked.

“No, but I saw Evans and Lupin enter.”

The Trio took place at their house’s table. Breakfast was rather quiet, until a Hufflepuff shout:

“You never gone believe it...” the boy ran at his table and turn to the doors and so did everybody did the same. Two figures entered the hall each had attrocious green glowing hair. The entire hall was silent. Then a chuckle was heard from the Head Table, Albus Dumbledore’s eyes were twinkling. Then Narcissa’s burst into a laughing fist, soon fallow by the rest of the hall.

Siofra looked at her friend, the young man had a smirk on his face and eyes seemed so full of life for a moment.

They soon found themself in the DADA class, the Slytherin were still talking about the Princes of Gryffindor’s looks while the Gryffindors were divided between scowling and laughter. Narcissa told Siofra about Evans taking points for unproper hairstyle from her boyfriend, something about ‘Seventh year and Headboy should show a good exemple to the younger years.’

Black, Potter and Pettigrew were glaring at the trio while Lupin was more interested in Evans’s rambling about last lesson.

“BANG!”

The class was silent and they turned to the door and saw a cloaked figure standing. The person just strolled to the front of the class. Siofra felt as if she knew that aura. Once in front of the class, the new arrival stood back to the student and started to take his cloak off. He turned finally to the class. Siofra gaped...

Future, Brina Manor...

Lord Snape was furious! He had just left his newly acquired Apprentice in ‘Prima Crea’ (laboratory for elementary brewing at Brina). In two days Longbottom had ruin three cauldron and broken five jars. Lord Snape had forbidden the House-elves to help as cleaning and maintening the ‘Prima Crea’ was the Apprentice duty afterall.

The master of Brina pushed past his butler and rushed to his rooms. The master’s rooms are the most luxurious part of the manor. The seiling was like a replica of that of Hogwarts’s great hall. It showed the sky but according to the mood of his Lord. Right now it was grey and covered. The bed, which was made of cherry tree and fairytree covered in red silk cover, was facing the the large red doors. The Walls were white but covered by vegetation. Yes, in the room nature was blooming!

Lord Severus went near a curtain of willow leaves, with seperated itself at his arrival revealing a bath (Jacuzzi style) at the bottom of a willow, he quickly took off his clothes and got in. He was starting to get himself settled when he heard a noise from the bushes.

“Come out Liam!”

The black panther showed himself and settled behind his master’s head. Severus gently leaned his head back on the feline’s fur. Signing, he relaxed. He watched as a Python got out of a hole from the willow, slythered to him, hissing softly.

“Yes Tamara, I had a rough day. The boy is worst than Potter!”

An hour later, Severus descended the main staircase to find Darwin talking to a cloaked figure. The person took off his cloak as soon as he noticed Severus.

“Ah there he is! Goodday Severus!”

“It’s hardly a good day for me mylord.”

The man just chukled, not at all taken aback.

“Darwin, could you served tea in the balcony and tell Longbottom to join us.”

“Very good, mylord.”

The two men settled at the balcony facing a small river that crosses the meadow. They both sat, still silent.

“Seeing you here, I guess that Albus has something to do with it.”

Laughing his guest said:

“You haven’t change! Always forward. Let’s just say that mother was worried about you. She really sees you as a grandson, Severus.”

“Lady Catrin shouldn’t, I haven’t done anything to gain such interest from her...”

“Don’t, my child we’ve been through this. And I told you to call me Dermot!”

Darwin came with tea followed by a rather nervous Neville.

“Dermot this is my new Apprentice: Neville Longbottom.”

“So I heard, pleasure to meet young man. Sit down.”

Just as the young man was getting ready to sit he was pushed on the ground by Liam.

“Liam!” yelled both Lords.

Back to the past...

In front of the DADA, a tall dark haired man stood in front of the Slytherin/gryffindor DADA class. The man’s eyes were strangely familiar for most of the students. The man in himself gave off an aura of confidence and kindness, but there was no doubt that he had power. Finally after examining the class, he glanced at Siofra who was still shocked. He smiled at her, his eyes twinkling.

“Goodmorning class!” he said while taking off his gloves.

“Goodmorning sir.” They all responded automaticly.

“Well, excuse me for my lateness; I still had some business to conclude in Tibet. So which class are you today?”

Of course, Lily Evans’s hand shoot in the air, making most of the class rolling their eyes.

“Yes, miss?”

“Evans, sir. We’re seventh year Slytherin and Gryffindor.”

“Ah, good. But where are my manners, I’m Professor...”

He raised his wand and a shalck started to write on the board.

“Dermot O’Reilley. You can call me Professor O’Reilley.”

Now everybody turned to stare at Siofra. It reminded her of the many times Harry Potter was stared at in his time.

“Yes, excellent deduction class! Five points to Slytherin and Gryffindor for quick thinking. I’m miss O’Reilley’s uncle of course.”

He added much to his niece’s dismay. Siofra put her face in her hands. ‘This is going to be a long year!.’

“Now, could you please tell me if you started anything at all?”

Again, Lily’s hand shot, but so did Remus’s and Severus’.

“Yes, mister?” Asked Professor O’Reilley pointing at Severus.

“Snape, sir. We only revised last year’s lessons and started practising the patronus charm.”

“Good. Why don’t we see where you are on that one. Each of you will introduce yourselves and show me your patronus. So I can see what level you each are.”

He took out a quill and a piece of parchment with his wand.

“Let’s start with the lovely miss Evans.”

The headgirl got up and performed her patronus, it only showed a white shield, but some like Siofra could notice a stag craft on it. Then Remus’s simple shield came, followed by Sirius’ doggy looking charm. Siofra was astonished to see James’s fox, so far he was the only one whose patronus took a physical form. Pettigrew’s charm didn’t work at all. The Gryffindor’s and most Slytherin just perform a simple shield. Narcissa’s patronus was the most curious: the shield divided itself in different orbs of light. Then Severus’s turn came.

“Severus Snape, sir”

He took out his wand and shout:

“Expecto Patronum!”

And first a silver shield came foward, but it took a sphere form before it finally formed a silver panther. The young man’s eyes shone with pride. And Siofra, like most of the class was breathless. In the future she had noticed that her potion master wasn’t like any average wizard. She had heard from Dumbledore and Remus once that he was more powerful than he let it on.

“EXCELLENT!”

She heard her uncle said.

“Now last but not least: Siofra O’Reilley!”

He said, eyes twinkling and boring into her. She got up and took out her wand, swan and gryffin feather and holy wood (‘unorthodox mix’ the Irish wand maker O’Neill had said).

“Expecto Patronum!”

Here he came the majestic king of the forest: Prongs in all his glory. He started to stroff in front of the class and bowed to Dermot before turning his gaze to James and disappeared. The Marauders were gaping! The Slytherins clapped with Dermot.

“Perfect! I think this is going to be a good class. Most of you are average, but that may be because of the spell, it’s a rather advanced charms. We also have promising students that I may ask help with lower classes and students having difficulties. Tomorrow we will start studing the different categories of defensive spell. I would like it if you formed small groups of three for this class, I think students learn more from each other. You have to start researching the first category and at least know how to cast one spell in the category. In your book it’s chapter four, but we all know there’s more in the library!”

Class was dismissed and each house went to their next class. Siofra and her friends didn’t talk about Professor O’Reilley until lunch.

“That was the most interesting class of all!” Narcissa said.

Siofra just smiled.

“Come on! You know that the Patronus Charm is also a reflection of the caster’s personnality, for exemple, Pettigrew’s showed that he is incapable to defende himself...”

“We all knew that the moment he started to stuck up to Black and Potter Narcissa.”

Severus interupted her.

Siofra just glanced at the head table and smiled at her ‘uncle’ who just smiled and toast to her with uncle Albus. ‘This is great!’


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