Chapter 1- Bunny Ears and First Years
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were back in the Great Hall as Dumbledore was calling out the names of the new teachers.
"Kira, Defense of the Dark Arts."
There was a hush that filled the Great Hall as a short, pointed eared, woman in a little green velvet robe walked passed Dumbledore and smiled at him. Her skin was lightly tan, giving her a natural glow. As she walked across the stage her green tinted black hair flowed behind her.
She took her seat next to a surprised Snape.
Whispers could be heard going around the Great Hall; rumors ran like a wild fire. Finally she stood up, "Yes, I am part elf," she said with a voice that sounded like silver bells.
As she sat back down, a silver locket slipped out of her robes. Snape smirked, "So, you kept it? I am surprised. I figured you would have gotten rid of it."
"Why would I? Just because he's been dead for years doesn't mean I don't care about him anymore. You just couldn't wait to move on, could you Severus?" She snapped at him.
Harry, Ron, Hermione, Draco, and another intern named Haile sat at their own table.
"Well I'll be damned," Ron said, "She's talking down to Snape!"
"It's so, so," Harry started.
"Funny!" Haile finished.
"I, I can't, believe it," Draco and Hermione said in unison, then glared at each other.
Snape smiled, "I see you haven't changed."
Now it was Kira's turned to smile, "Yes, and I see you've gotten older."
Snape rallied back, "As have you, but you haven't changed." He slowly dug his nails into his leg, not wanting to snap at her. She wasn't the one you wanted to get into a mud-slinging contest, because she always won. (btw, mud slinging means name calling basically.)
Most of the evening was uneventful, that was until all hell broke loose. Good thing the students were gone.
"Pig!" Kira yelled, pointing at Snape.
"Self-centered bitch!"
"Greasy slim ball!"
"Oh, c'mon! You know better insults than that!"
"Yeah, don't you look like a perfect angel," Kira pretended to gag.
"Gees, you act like we are still students!" Snape said crossing his arms.
Kira stuck out her tongue and walked away. Snape snickered and thought "I won!" when suddenly someone jumped on him and he was on the ground. He heard the 'poof' of a wand and a mirror appear. He stood up and screamed in horror. He saw that he was in a bunny suit, complete with ears and a basket of Easter eggs.
He whipped around, but Kira was gone. He tried to take off the ears, but found he couldn't. He growled and stormed off to his dungeon office,
Where Kira waited, sitting on his desk.
"Hello, Snape."
"Get out!" He yelled a bunny ear falling in his face.
Kira flicked it away, "How long has it been?" She asked, "You know, since we left Hogwarts?"
"Too long, now get out!"
"Yes, way too long," She said, ignoring his warning tone.
"Are you deaf? What did I just say?!"
"That it's been too long."
*Sweat drop*
"You know it's been too long. You can't deny it. You can't deny the feeling you felt over these, how long has it been?" she asked seductively, slowly getting closer to him.
"Ten years at the most, but you really must get out."
"Oh c'mon," She said, pushing back the bunny eared hood and running her fingers through his hair.
He froze a little, then closed his eyes, "Kira, it can't be like that anymore."
"Why not?" She pouted, her head leaning on his shoulder.
"Think of school code,"
She started stroking his arm.
"And the students,"
She then caressed his head.
"Or me," A new voice rang from the doorway. Snape whipped around, Kira still clinging to him. And who should be standing there but Dumbledore himself.
Snape went so pale Snow White would be jealous. He looked ready to faint, it was bad enough he was in a bunny suit, and even worse that Kira was all over him.
"MWAHAHAHA!" Kira exclaimed jumping away, "Got ya!"
Dumbledore just smiled, "That she did."
Snape growled, "You, you."
"said it."
"bitch."
Ron, Harry, and Hermione ran in, jaws dropped to the floor, followed by Haile.
"Is this what we do as teachers?" Ron asked.
"Well, I like it," said Harry, inching toward Hermione.
"Me too," said Haile, inching toward Ron.
"I don't," said Ron, inching away from Haile.
Disappointed, Haile inched toward Harry.
Draco came in and Hermione inched towards him.
Dumbledore looked at all of them, "To bed, all of you." And the interns walked out, Dumbledore following.
"Well, Kira." Snape smirked.
"Well, what?" She said simply unbuttoning her blouse.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
"Changing, my trunk is down here," she said, and Snape grabbed her hands.
"But, I'm a guy, this, isn't right." Snape stuttered, a blush growing on his face, "It just isn't done."
"Very well." She said, her blouse open to show her under shirt.
Snape couldn't help but look, an undershirt never left one to wonder. Her's seemed to stick to her sides, not hiding much.
She rose and Snape picked up her trunk to take it to her dorm. That was only the first time Snape knew, as did she, that destiny was going to bring them together.
*~*~*~*~*
Over breakfast, Dumbledore began to go over his plan for the year. Snape was only half listening, he was busy stirring his grits on his plate.
"And Snape, Kira, Draco, and Hermione will be working with first years on Mondays, Tuesdays, and Fridays, but only in the morning."
Snape dropped his fork sending grits flying across the room, "First years? On a Monday morning? I'm not so sure that's a good idea."
Harry just about died on the spot, "Snape nothing is good for you on Monday."
Kira smiled, for she had a different way of handling things. She didn't have to use a wand most of the time, only because of the elf in her. What she did is just make the first years take notes, which not many teachers did anymore.
Snape shook his head. He could see it all now. However what he imagined was just the beginning. The first years ended up launching a potions set across the room, coating the wall with an ugly mess. The stench was still there. And that was just the first day.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were back in the Great Hall as Dumbledore was calling out the names of the new teachers.
"Kira, Defense of the Dark Arts."
There was a hush that filled the Great Hall as a short, pointed eared, woman in a little green velvet robe walked passed Dumbledore and smiled at him. Her skin was lightly tan, giving her a natural glow. As she walked across the stage her green tinted black hair flowed behind her.
She took her seat next to a surprised Snape.
Whispers could be heard going around the Great Hall; rumors ran like a wild fire. Finally she stood up, "Yes, I am part elf," she said with a voice that sounded like silver bells.
As she sat back down, a silver locket slipped out of her robes. Snape smirked, "So, you kept it? I am surprised. I figured you would have gotten rid of it."
"Why would I? Just because he's been dead for years doesn't mean I don't care about him anymore. You just couldn't wait to move on, could you Severus?" She snapped at him.
Harry, Ron, Hermione, Draco, and another intern named Haile sat at their own table.
"Well I'll be damned," Ron said, "She's talking down to Snape!"
"It's so, so," Harry started.
"Funny!" Haile finished.
"I, I can't, believe it," Draco and Hermione said in unison, then glared at each other.
Snape smiled, "I see you haven't changed."
Now it was Kira's turned to smile, "Yes, and I see you've gotten older."
Snape rallied back, "As have you, but you haven't changed." He slowly dug his nails into his leg, not wanting to snap at her. She wasn't the one you wanted to get into a mud-slinging contest, because she always won. (btw, mud slinging means name calling basically.)
Most of the evening was uneventful, that was until all hell broke loose. Good thing the students were gone.
"Pig!" Kira yelled, pointing at Snape.
"Self-centered bitch!"
"Greasy slim ball!"
"Oh, c'mon! You know better insults than that!"
"Yeah, don't you look like a perfect angel," Kira pretended to gag.
"Gees, you act like we are still students!" Snape said crossing his arms.
Kira stuck out her tongue and walked away. Snape snickered and thought "I won!" when suddenly someone jumped on him and he was on the ground. He heard the 'poof' of a wand and a mirror appear. He stood up and screamed in horror. He saw that he was in a bunny suit, complete with ears and a basket of Easter eggs.
He whipped around, but Kira was gone. He tried to take off the ears, but found he couldn't. He growled and stormed off to his dungeon office,
Where Kira waited, sitting on his desk.
"Hello, Snape."
"Get out!" He yelled a bunny ear falling in his face.
Kira flicked it away, "How long has it been?" She asked, "You know, since we left Hogwarts?"
"Too long, now get out!"
"Yes, way too long," She said, ignoring his warning tone.
"Are you deaf? What did I just say?!"
"That it's been too long."
*Sweat drop*
"You know it's been too long. You can't deny it. You can't deny the feeling you felt over these, how long has it been?" she asked seductively, slowly getting closer to him.
"Ten years at the most, but you really must get out."
"Oh c'mon," She said, pushing back the bunny eared hood and running her fingers through his hair.
He froze a little, then closed his eyes, "Kira, it can't be like that anymore."
"Why not?" She pouted, her head leaning on his shoulder.
"Think of school code,"
She started stroking his arm.
"And the students,"
She then caressed his head.
"Or me," A new voice rang from the doorway. Snape whipped around, Kira still clinging to him. And who should be standing there but Dumbledore himself.
Snape went so pale Snow White would be jealous. He looked ready to faint, it was bad enough he was in a bunny suit, and even worse that Kira was all over him.
"MWAHAHAHA!" Kira exclaimed jumping away, "Got ya!"
Dumbledore just smiled, "That she did."
Snape growled, "You, you."
"said it."
"bitch."
Ron, Harry, and Hermione ran in, jaws dropped to the floor, followed by Haile.
"Is this what we do as teachers?" Ron asked.
"Well, I like it," said Harry, inching toward Hermione.
"Me too," said Haile, inching toward Ron.
"I don't," said Ron, inching away from Haile.
Disappointed, Haile inched toward Harry.
Draco came in and Hermione inched towards him.
Dumbledore looked at all of them, "To bed, all of you." And the interns walked out, Dumbledore following.
"Well, Kira." Snape smirked.
"Well, what?" She said simply unbuttoning her blouse.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
"Changing, my trunk is down here," she said, and Snape grabbed her hands.
"But, I'm a guy, this, isn't right." Snape stuttered, a blush growing on his face, "It just isn't done."
"Very well." She said, her blouse open to show her under shirt.
Snape couldn't help but look, an undershirt never left one to wonder. Her's seemed to stick to her sides, not hiding much.
She rose and Snape picked up her trunk to take it to her dorm. That was only the first time Snape knew, as did she, that destiny was going to bring them together.
*~*~*~*~*
Over breakfast, Dumbledore began to go over his plan for the year. Snape was only half listening, he was busy stirring his grits on his plate.
"And Snape, Kira, Draco, and Hermione will be working with first years on Mondays, Tuesdays, and Fridays, but only in the morning."
Snape dropped his fork sending grits flying across the room, "First years? On a Monday morning? I'm not so sure that's a good idea."
Harry just about died on the spot, "Snape nothing is good for you on Monday."
Kira smiled, for she had a different way of handling things. She didn't have to use a wand most of the time, only because of the elf in her. What she did is just make the first years take notes, which not many teachers did anymore.
Snape shook his head. He could see it all now. However what he imagined was just the beginning. The first years ended up launching a potions set across the room, coating the wall with an ugly mess. The stench was still there. And that was just the first day.